At the Gold Goblin
[SBLOCK=Ambrus]It isn't long before Tosh starts to hear the sounds of dices being rolled on the table above him followed by exclamations of joy and disappointment. It wisely uses these moments of distraction to pilfer the contents of a few pockets
(OOC : Tosh gets 11 more sp, as well as 1 gold chip and 20 copper ones). One man's pocket only contained a small parchment with a short message.
Get ready and close your eyes once I drop gambling chips.
As Tosh contemplates this, the little dragon can see the richly dressed gnome it saw earlier. The gnome is gambling at the Ghoulette table which isn't too far from Tosh's current hiding spot. The Ghoulette table doesn't seem to have a tablecloth but there's so many people around it that Tosh would be well hidden if it can get throught the sheer amount of legs. Tosh also see the noble woman but she's sitting at a farther Golem table and her menservants are standing above her. The kobold can't seem to spot the Ulfen men on the casino floor.[/sblock]
At the Ghoulette table, numerous bets are once again made before the croupier makes Dungo spin again.
"Your art is so poor and unimaginative. In truth, a drunk goblin would do better !" The head says as it stops in front of the section called 'your skill'. The bets are once again collected before the croupier distributes the winnings. Tolly receives 10 silver tooths for his successful bet. A richly dressed gnome close to him wins a good amount but he doesn't seem overly happy about it. Tolly hears him mumble something as he pockets his gains but he can't quite make it out. One thing is strange however, Tolly would swear the gnome looks slightly older and paler now then when the game began.
OOC: Tolly betted (lost) 7 sp and won 10 sp so far.
After making his way pass all the eager gamblers, Kronk finds the Goblin's Tankard relatively empty. Other then a few 'succubi' coming and going with orders, there's only a large group of Ulfen men and few other clients. The Ulfens are loud, laughing and talking in their native tongue. By the look of it, they have already started drinking heavily. As Kronk approaches the bar, the barman looks at the dwarf with a curious eye but he still ask him:
"What's your poison ?"
Rorgar knows that a Bridge-Monkey and a Pyramid-Devil are Riddleport slang for residents of Magnimar and Korvosa respectively. Those are the larger cities of Varisia and Riddleport's rivals.
From what Voadam can see from the casino floor there isn't any apparent circle of binding on the cage. It seems the little devil is only held by the bars of its cage. Voadam then wanders the crowd and chats with various clients. Some of them talk of their concern with the ever present Blot and the weird flight of sea gulls earlier today. Voadam also learns that the overlord of the city, Gaston Cromarcky, has offered a reward of 500 pieces of gold to anyone who can discover what is causing the Blot and whatever or not it presents any danger for the City of Cyphers. No one has been able to claim the reward so far.
It doesn't prove too hard to find the dair haired robed man. The apparent wizard isn't gambling, instead he walks around the crowd, looking at the various games and clients. He seems a bit surprised when Voadam approaches him but he appears willing to chat.
"A planar binding ? I suppose it is possible. I detected some faint traces of abjuration magic with a simple divination. Conjuration and the binding of fiends aren't exactly my speciality however. But what about you ? Why are you making this supposition ? Would you be practitioner of the magical arts by any chance ?"
