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    The Wager

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    Whores a plenty, many drunken laughs and enough drink to bring any barrel-chested man to his knees. The Five-Legged Stallion has everything a man could want in a simple life. The smoky haze sits and waits, looming above the heads of the seated patrons, thick enough to brings tears to anyone brave enough to stand. Friends and familiars group together to speak of nights past and endeavors yet to be had. There is almost a constant clinking of glasses and click clack of dice on the gambling table. Deep and robust and laughter, waves of congratulations when a favorable pair fates itself the right side up. It was almost my turn to throw.

    Recently, a sizeable purse found itself into my hands. As you might imagine, the usual work is abound. Hell, even old widows hire a hand for something as simple as clearing the cave rats out of the basement. Kill the Urken Clan leader, take a head or two, and you could find yourself waist deep in drink with a belly full of the finest the Stallion has to offer. The women treat you well, if you've the coin. Laying waste to a conclave of Dunder had filled my pocket nicely. Little did I know that would be my last job before that fateful day.

    But as I stated, it was almost my turn to throw.

    I took a few coins from my pouch, rubbed them lightly between my fingers for luck, and dropped them on the table. "Another taker have we?" said the dealer before tossing me a pair of dice. They both landed one. "Aha, Snake eyes. Quite foreboding, that is. Best of luck to ye!" I already didn't like this man. Maybe it was that damn green hat he was wearing, maybe it was the fact that he had no scars, no wounds. Nothing. Hes made his wealth from the labor of others. For whatever reason this struck a particular cord with me. I shrugged it off, and rolled the dice. Three pairs of double rolls and you triple your money. Its a fools bet, but any man with enough ale makes foolish decisions. The first roll came up good, double threes. Same with the second and third. Astonished with my new found luck and even larger purse, "A ROUND FOR EVERYONE!" I called out.

    This caught the attention of the Mistress, and a few shady characters in the corner. Hours later, and hours more drunk, I staggered out of the good ol' Stallion and began meandering home.
    Last edited by Team Ziggler; 11-02-2012 at 07:49 PM. Reason: None of you have any idea where this is going. Mostly because I dont either.
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