by Flession » Sun Oct 28, 2018 3:25 am
It takes a little bit of talking to, but you do eventually manage to find someone willing to take you into a place where you can gamble. However, as you pass thru the slums, you are taken back by some foul smelling orders of the poor and destitute of the city, causing a small feeling a nausa to overcome you. It's not something that would overpower someone as tough as you are, but it's sort of hard to immediately get your head into what's coming after experiencing it.
((1 setback die to your next roll))
In the meantime, you arrive at a patio outside with about 5 people playing a game of sabbak in a fairly casual atmosphere. Looking around, it doesn't appear to be as posh of it, mostly other men drinking their own drinks and having a card game in the middle of game. It's more of a social gathering, but they are just as eager to take a young man's credits as anyone they know.
A old man appears to be taking the cards out, setting them aside. "Buy in's 5 credits, kid. You game for this round?"
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