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Bartholemu twiddles a copper peice across the top of his fingers while he observes the snake and shuffle, always attentitive to who has his cards in hand. If anyone would care to look at his tankard, they would be curious as to why it is so full. In fact, it doesn't look like it has been...

"Yeah. I was speaking with a Hendrillian just the other day and they told me about it. Sounds like quiet the ordeal. I hope to find my way over there to visit the makeshift temple to jareth that is to be set up, and play some cards. I haven't heard much around the city as far as interest...

"Eh, boy, don't get a mule. Nasty creatures. Don't be discouraged by having to walk, you won't be slowing us down. Most of the Hoar Sons here don't have mounts and march. They will keep you company on the road ahead. I am sure you will be impressed by Rainca's ability to keep pace with most...

Bartholemu pulls up a leg and the color slowly returns to his face upon discovering the missing card. Thank Jareth. He then shuffles the entire deck a few times and returns to the table and returns the cards to Opale to finish the game. Once in his seat with his cards, he catches Fimbles gaze...

i read over the synergy. i like it. kb's suggestion is perfect because, like slag said, it makes the proffession of gambler more useful. i am not sure i understand the cheating you suggest though and i don't like taking 10 on it. cheating is suppose to be risky.

i love the idea of useing the profession for an income. it could just have some tough rules on it so that unlike other professions you can make a buttload of money one time, and loose a ton the next. it would add a lot of rp character to gamblers, especially if they go in debt to a house and...

Bartholemu, hardly taking the time to notice the newcommer, starts diving for his cards that were strewn about by the wind. Upon gathering all he can see, he sits on the floor at the location of the last retreived card, shuffles them and starts dealing out the suits to make sure they are all...

i, and all the dms whose games i have played in, have inturrpretted the spell as maintainning one effect for an hour. changeing the effects seems so much more fun though.

Bartholemu tosses one of his new coppers into the middle of the table and waits for Opale to shuffle a game or pass the cards to Jack. **** errr... just a quick tought, need a judge's input. Do I need someone's approval before I forshadow an adventure or two in the Tavern like this?****...

just wanted to let some of you all know that i am plotting two adventures right now. i have sent an email to knight otu and plan on working with him to get the first adventure kicked off sometime next week or the week after valentines day (i will be gone on a ski trip that week). The second...

The Game Bartholemu sits at the table and shuffles his cards, removing the sevens, knaves, and queens from the deck. Once the other two grab their seats, he begins to deal three cards to each, "Throw your copper peice in the middle for the antte. We are going to play Bouillotte. For those of...

"Lynx" sneers, "Heh! Do I know poker?" Bartholemu stands and turns to head for the table. "Prehaps some others would join us for a game. Any takers on a game of poker? Dealer call with, eh, copper annies to start?"

Bartholemu brandishes a black pack of old worn playing cards from his pocket and raps them twice on the bar. "Of course I have cards on me. What game do you fancy?" He ask as he geastures with his shoulder and head to a table near by.

"Absolutely fascinating. I have always been intriqued by mounts other than the traditional horse. I must say though, I don't think there is more fit an animal for riding than a horse. Especially mine, this one here," Skeeter says as he unties Mystics ropes and starts to lead her to the...

Skeeter trys to ignore the dog at first, wishing to present the group proper. Though once Jenrald grabs Andrew's attention, Skeeter neals to stroke the dogs neck and scratch him under his jaw. Skeeter loves most animals, especially mounts. When Kirin approachs Skeeters eyes widen with...

Quietly, Skeeter's stomach growls with hunger as he stands before the doors and takes in the smell of food eminating from within the hospice. He is obviously distracted, but still manages a reply to Rainca, Because when you measure something, you define it by a limit, but the real question is...

Bartholemu "lynx" Holland Bartholemu Holland starts down the stairs into the tavern. He notices all the commotion of a full room below, but is unable to let his mind take full attention of the change due to his frustration at Felix's situation. Slowly he descends and looks around, pausing...

Bartholemu, alone with Felix, looks down at the beaten lump of a man. "The one you recognized. Who was he, and what did you do to him so that he would beat you like this?"

From Redoak: Skeeter's attention does not turn away from Mystic, yet he answers with a sigh, "I prefer to ignore limits. To me, they do not exsist. When I see something that must be done, I do not ask myself if I can or can not do it, rather I just do it or I do not. As for the horse, she...

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