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<blockquote data-quote="Ambrus" data-source="post: 4886443" data-attributes="member: 17691"><p>Girri's dismissive attitude elicits a cold glare from the scantily clad hostess while her comment generates only confusion. <em><span style="color: Red">"Tannery?..."</span></em> As the Varisian woman is leaning over to mark the parchment and pay the admittance fee, she hears the pseudo-succubus behind her inquire to her fellow hostess: <em><span style="color: Red">"What did she call me?"</span></em> Certain she's been insulted, the hostess mutters <em><span style="color: Red">"Same to you, ya cow"</span></em> under her breath as Girri brushes past her.</p><p></p><p>The casino floor is a wide room carpeted in rich red that has been recently patched in many places. Spread throughout the chamber are a dozen tables where different games are to be run. Silken banners depicting grinning devils capering amidst liking flames hang from floor to ceiling along the walls, and wide vertical blinds are drawn over the windows. The chamber's ceiling is draped in layers of horizontally hung, gauzy beige curtains 20 feet above. Light is provided by numerous hanging chandeliers as well as several large copper braziers spaced around the room with live coals to give the chamber a more hellish light for the tournament. At the back of the chamber between the kitchen doors is a small dais bearing a bust of Desna, goddess of luck. Around the central dais, impaled upon upright pitchforks, are a quartet of 'heads' made of painted straw.</p><p></p><p>A small foyer to the left of the main hall provides access to the cashier's counter, which is secured by a row of vertical bars set firmly into the stone floor. A large archway to the right leads to a side room with a long bar of polished wood that extends along the back wall of the room and curves around at the end. Behind are mirrored shelves holding all manner of glassware as well as kegs of ale, beer, and mead and bottles of wine and liquor.</p><p></p><p>Most of the fifty-odd patrons are either at the cashier's counter exchanging their coins for gambling chips or milling about the bar area demanding drinks from the two barmen or flirting with the half dozen succubi serving wenches. This being the wharf district, most of them appear to be sailors, perhaps wanting a bit of fun while in port. Some of the more serious gamblers are milling about the main hall watching the croupiers and dealers as they set up their game tables in preparation for the tournament. Some inquire about the rules to the different games to be played while others seem to be sizing up their competition. An impatient few aren't waiting for the tournament and have begun their own impromptu card and dice games to pass the time. One group of sallow faced gas forge dwarves is playing a game of Towers with a crudely painted deck of Harrow cards; an activity normally considered abhorrent to Varisian harrowers. A trio of large, fair haired and boisterous Ulfen men are tossing bone dice while betting measures from their tankards of mead.</p><p></p><p>Girri wanders around the tables, uncertain of what to make of the Gold Goblin's gaudy and theatrical decor when she passes a young female croupier pulling an actual desiccated human head out of an old hat box. The girl plunks the mummified head down at the center of a horizontally mounted roulette wheel of sorts. Repulsed at the sight of the head's sunken features, the Varisian woman is startled when the head's eyes fly open and fix intently upon her. Its cracked lips split to reveal a long leathery tongue which waggles as the head croaks out a missive from beyond the grave. <span style="color: Sienna"><em>"This aint tha game fer ya missy; best mind yer cards instead."</em></span> The croupier, although surprised by the head's outburst, doesn't appear horrified; only reproving. <em><span style="color: Purple">"Now, no lip from you Dungo! Not till the tourney at least..."</span></em> Smiling at Girri, the dark haired young girl merely shrugs an apology. <em><span style="color: Purple">"Don't mind him. You're of course welcome to take a spin on the Ghoulette wheel once we start. I'm Lixy by the way. Welcome to the Gold Goblin."</span></em> The croupier offers Girri her hand; the same hand that she'd just used to hold "Dungo".</p><p></p><p><img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/Powerfamiliar/lilyparmentee.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ambrus, post: 4886443, member: 17691"] Girri's dismissive attitude elicits a cold glare from the scantily clad hostess while her comment generates only confusion. [I][COLOR="Red"]"Tannery?..."[/COLOR][/I] As the Varisian woman is leaning over to mark the parchment and pay the admittance fee, she hears the pseudo-succubus behind her inquire to her fellow hostess: [I][COLOR="Red"]"What did she call me?"[/COLOR][/I] Certain she's been insulted, the hostess mutters [I][COLOR="Red"]"Same to you, ya cow"[/COLOR][/I] under her breath as Girri brushes past her. The casino floor is a wide room carpeted in rich red that has been recently patched in many places. Spread throughout the chamber are a dozen tables where different games are to be run. Silken banners depicting grinning devils capering amidst liking flames hang from floor to ceiling along the walls, and wide vertical blinds are drawn over the windows. The chamber's ceiling is draped in layers of horizontally hung, gauzy beige curtains 20 feet above. Light is provided by numerous hanging chandeliers as well as several large copper braziers spaced around the room with live coals to give the chamber a more hellish light for the tournament. At the back of the chamber between the kitchen doors is a small dais bearing a bust of Desna, goddess of luck. Around the central dais, impaled upon upright pitchforks, are a quartet of 'heads' made of painted straw. A small foyer to the left of the main hall provides access to the cashier's counter, which is secured by a row of vertical bars set firmly into the stone floor. A large archway to the right leads to a side room with a long bar of polished wood that extends along the back wall of the room and curves around at the end. Behind are mirrored shelves holding all manner of glassware as well as kegs of ale, beer, and mead and bottles of wine and liquor. Most of the fifty-odd patrons are either at the cashier's counter exchanging their coins for gambling chips or milling about the bar area demanding drinks from the two barmen or flirting with the half dozen succubi serving wenches. This being the wharf district, most of them appear to be sailors, perhaps wanting a bit of fun while in port. Some of the more serious gamblers are milling about the main hall watching the croupiers and dealers as they set up their game tables in preparation for the tournament. Some inquire about the rules to the different games to be played while others seem to be sizing up their competition. An impatient few aren't waiting for the tournament and have begun their own impromptu card and dice games to pass the time. One group of sallow faced gas forge dwarves is playing a game of Towers with a crudely painted deck of Harrow cards; an activity normally considered abhorrent to Varisian harrowers. A trio of large, fair haired and boisterous Ulfen men are tossing bone dice while betting measures from their tankards of mead. Girri wanders around the tables, uncertain of what to make of the Gold Goblin's gaudy and theatrical decor when she passes a young female croupier pulling an actual desiccated human head out of an old hat box. The girl plunks the mummified head down at the center of a horizontally mounted roulette wheel of sorts. Repulsed at the sight of the head's sunken features, the Varisian woman is startled when the head's eyes fly open and fix intently upon her. Its cracked lips split to reveal a long leathery tongue which waggles as the head croaks out a missive from beyond the grave. [COLOR="Sienna"][I]"This aint tha game fer ya missy; best mind yer cards instead."[/I][/COLOR] The croupier, although surprised by the head's outburst, doesn't appear horrified; only reproving. [I][COLOR="Purple"]"Now, no lip from you Dungo! Not till the tourney at least..."[/COLOR][/I] Smiling at Girri, the dark haired young girl merely shrugs an apology. [I][COLOR="Purple"]"Don't mind him. You're of course welcome to take a spin on the Ghoulette wheel once we start. I'm Lixy by the way. Welcome to the Gold Goblin."[/COLOR][/I] The croupier offers Girri her hand; the same hand that she'd just used to hold "Dungo". [IMG]http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/Powerfamiliar/lilyparmentee.jpg[/IMG] [/QUOTE]
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