Lot
First Post
Lokin leans back in his seat, scooping up the black dice and giving them a roll. He lifts his tankard while turning to address Rinya.
"Well, Lady Starflower. If you need a hand hauling that treasure, I'm your man. As for slaying dragons, that's a bit past my ability. Past everyone here's ability as well, most likely."
Lokin sips from the half-filled cup with a sigh.
"You said it was a copper dragon, right? Those are the more friendly kind, I think. The metal one are okay but the ones with different colors are bad news, if I recall. I was raised on a farm and reached adulthood in an army, so forgive my ignorance of dragon matters. I just want to understand why this dragon told you about this problem. Maybe this Tor fellow could clear things up."
He turns back to Valan.
"So what rules we using? Every group I ever diced with had it's own house rules on gambling."
"Well, Lady Starflower. If you need a hand hauling that treasure, I'm your man. As for slaying dragons, that's a bit past my ability. Past everyone here's ability as well, most likely."
Lokin sips from the half-filled cup with a sigh.
"You said it was a copper dragon, right? Those are the more friendly kind, I think. The metal one are okay but the ones with different colors are bad news, if I recall. I was raised on a farm and reached adulthood in an army, so forgive my ignorance of dragon matters. I just want to understand why this dragon told you about this problem. Maybe this Tor fellow could clear things up."
He turns back to Valan.
"So what rules we using? Every group I ever diced with had it's own house rules on gambling."