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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Aethmud" data-source="post: 9037189" data-attributes="member: 6746292">[ATTACH=full]286715[/ATTACH]“Osvic, Good sir!  That's a mighty powerful Blue Dragon you've got there. Nine, indeed! A dragon of lightning storms, barging in on this placid chilly night!  My wee Bronze dragon friend here says your Blue beast has gotten a little too greedy."  With a grin and a waggle of his finger, Jack tells Osvic, “In the spirit of fair play, my Bronze friend suggests you return two of your gold pieces to the pot. Who are we to argue with a dragon, after all?"[SPOILER=Third gambit draw]Jack succeeds on a <a href="http://www.coyotecode.net/roll/lookup.php?rollid=279851" target="_blank">DC12 gaming check</a>, and is able to cheat successfully, having palmed a Fool card when he shuffled and dealt the first gambit. Now, in the third gambit, Jack successfully swaps his legitimate third gambit draw for the Fool card. He will use it to steal a Tiamat card from whoever has the lowest total strength count, probably either Thidrik or Johun.[/SPOILER]For the third gambit, Jack turns over his card, revealing not another dragon but the Fool. A gasp sweeps through the table, followed by chuckles and groans of commiseration. Jack's hazel eyes sparkle with delight as he throws his head back in laughter, an air of genuine jubilation swirling around him."Ah, divine intervention at last!" he exclaims, his voice filled with joy and relief. "Oh, Bahamut, Tiamat, ye great dragons of legend, you've not forsaken this humble fairy! Your grace has given me the Fool, the very card that holds the power to turn the tide of this game!  I thank you, oh divine Tiamat and Bahamut, for answering my prayers and blessing me with the Fool tonight. Johun, Thidrik, one of your fickle Tiamat queens is soon to be mine!"Jack flutters a few inches above the cushion-top in excitment before settling back in his chair, his eyes taking in the gathered group, his hands theatrically holding up the Fool card for all to see. "You know, once upon a moonlit night, not unlike tonight, I played against a satyr so cunning and wily, he could steal the moon from the night sky and you'd still invite him for a round of drinks.. We'd wagered over a hundred gold pieces apiece, I'd lost every coin to him and, would you believe it, that satyr still insisted on double or nothing for one last round!   “Now, in my defense, my friends, that satyr and I, we'd been drinking something rather... special that night," he adds, his voice dropping to an enticingly low murmur, his eyes sparkling with mischief.  "A wine, made from the nectar of starlight flowers in the heart of the Feywild. As sweet as summer honey, as light as the first snowflake of winter. A drink so pure and potent, it can make you forget your own name if you're not careful."He shakes his head, his grin turning into a nostalgic smile. "After a few cups of that fey nectar, my better judgement, as you might imagine, was off in a merry pixie dance. So when the satyr proposed that one last wager, I, full of Feywild wine and the thrill of the game, readily agreed.  And then I realized I’d nothing left to wager but a pair of magical boots. The stakes were high, the starlight nectar was flowing, and the crowd was eager for a grand spectacle. And, oh, did they get it!"The fairy's face becomes wistful, even as his smile remains firmly in place. "That satyr, sly devil that he was, drew not one, not two, but three Fools in a row. And me? I was left dumbfounded and a few hundred gold pieces lighter.  Well…" Jack grins sheepishly, "…penniless, even. He even took my boots!"</blockquote>

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