**He found a game, if it could be called that, where the men and women took turns taking heavy pulls from a bottle before turning and slapping the person on their left as hard as they could, then passing the bottle to them.**
**None of the women seemed much like the partner dancing sort, but Olo's joining the festivities was met with good cheer.**
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**Dany glanced around a bit, fiddling with a wooden cup.**
Dany - "Of course he is; he doesn't trust you. And you keep pushing the beer issue; that's just not how things are done. He sees those kegs as his, and if he's giving them to anyone it'd have to be as a gift. It can't be a gift if we keep asking for it."
**Binxy used the axeflat strike to help him maneuver backwards, leaving the intensely-boosted dagger in the man's gut as he evaded the bleeding Captain's blow.**
**Both good options. Legato supposed the fishmonger's shop would disguise an assassin from more senses than the hostel, but was this a man who wanted to stink of fish? Legato doubted it.**
**Eduoard and Jasper received wooden cups and five dice to match the other three men, and soon all had shaken their dice and slammed their cups home. After a moment of carefully glancing at their own dice, the other men began bidding.
It was clear almost immediately that these men were terrible liars and even worse at math. By the third man, the bid was already up to twenty-seven sixes, two more than was physically possible.**
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**There were a few dozen different kegs to choose from, though without knowing the specific brewer's marks it was hard to tell what was what. Olus found Dany nearby, keeping to the corner and doing her best not to be noticed.**
**What the captain might not have seen coming was the pistol shot popping out of Binxy's suddenly mended shoulder as he pivoted on his suddenly whole leg, the hunter sidestepping his foe's stab in an attempt to slam his now fiercely blazing dagger into the captain's ribs.**
**Legato quietly sat in a semi-secluded part of the Docks, his arms folded. He seemed for all the world to be in a state of rest, but the swordsman was in truth carefully scanning his surroundings. If this assassin was as much of a parade as he seemed to be, Legato figured there was no chance he'd be able to pass up one of his debtors flaunting about like this. If not, well, Legato was patient.**
Man - "Guitar's for damned oscaran music."
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**He found a game, if it could be called that, where the men and women took turns taking heavy pulls from a bottle before turning and slapping the person on their left as hard as they could, then passing the bottle to them.**
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**Dany glanced around a bit, fiddling with a wooden cup.**
Dany - "Of course he is; he doesn't trust you. And you keep pushing the beer issue; that's just not how things are done. He sees those kegs as his, and if he's giving them to anyone it'd have to be as a gift. It can't be a gift if we keep asking for it."
Makeda - "Right then."
It was clear almost immediately that these men were terrible liars and even worse at math. By the third man, the bid was already up to twenty-seven sixes, two more than was physically possible.**
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**There were a few dozen different kegs to choose from, though without knowing the specific brewer's marks it was hard to tell what was what. Olus found Dany nearby, keeping to the corner and doing her best not to be noticed.**
Laroc - "Some of you break off and find the damn kid! Everyone else, do something to stymie the mob!"
**The atarin began turning the cloud of mists around him into water, covering the ground before the mob with sheets of slick ice.**
Legato - "I'll be waiting somewhere public. The Docks, I think."