*rolls die*
*applies adjustment*
It would appear that those yokels over there, behind you and to the right, are taking odds on various "hunters", whatever they are. They're taking bets on assorted areas, headcount, point spreads, and win, place, or show. This is confusing to say the least. You approach the bar.
"Hey Cupcake," the ork begins, "I got an opportunity for ya' ta' make some real bank! You know that problem we have with Gouls? That infestation? We've found a great solution, and it will pay off nicely! What d'ya' think? Would ya' like ta' know more?" He continues polishing a wineglass as he grins at you. |
