Spring 9, shortly after dusk, in front of the Pig's Foot Tavern, near a lighted pole.
"Alright boys let’s do this," Mok says. The bones in his right hand and Carina under his left arm, Mok was ready to do work, "Hell yeah motherpetcher lets do work you human pieces of shit."
"Yeah motherpetcher, let’s do it," the bald svefran said.
The other guy chimed in too, "One less shyte, one less shyte."
Mok openly laughed. He was already rolling even though it was so early in the night. He had drunken at least half a bottle of wine and he was floating now. Tonight he was in a happy mode. Do you know what makes Mok happy? Money. Cash was always in his mind. After living in Sunberth for almost a year he learned something real quick: money talks. He risked his life almost every day just to stay alive and eat well. He had made his living as an original thug. Mok robbed people, killed people, and gambled to make his dues. No matter though, he petching loved it. Money was always on his mind! Always. Even now as he relaxed with Carina he was ever shooting the dice, trying to come up. This was scene; a group of men and women from the Pig's Foot. They were mostly friendly, all regulars. The only thing they all had in common was the fact they were trying to come up like Mok. Men and women trying to get a fat meal tonight and a bigger bottle. Simple men and women.
"Let’s start damnit, I can't wait for you latrine urchins all night, I'm trying to play, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go."
"Oh what’s good with it you, you motherpetching G now? Huh?" Mok snapped.
The long haired beach bum cut in, slamming a gold mizah on the floor, "Time to play, one gold piece on the myrian's head. Who’s in?"
The crowd around them started the betting, there must have been at least fifteen of them there trying to get into the action. Everyone was betting, placing their money on the floor in front of everyone's eyes to see. There would be no cheating right now, at least not in the mind's eye. Mok started the first roll; it was time to get cracking.
Raised a closed fist to Carina's mouth Mok said, "Kiss it for good luck!"
1d6, 1d6=[5], [2]
"Petching yes! Carina you’re my luck! You’re my luck! Petching yes!" Mok screamed at the top of his lungs. There was a mix of both cheers and boos from the crowd that drowned out Mok a little.
Mok leaned in close to Carina's ear, "You’re amazing! Yes....kiss me again!" For a single second Mok locked eyes with her; Mok's smile was bright and happy, but he was just flirting with her. Raising his fist, he grinned wider and asked her to kiss the dice again. Mok turned and threw the dice on the floor,
1d6, 1d6=[6], [1]
Mok flipped, "Another petching win right off the bat! Carina your petching gold! HAHAHAHA! YES...MONEY! Who believes it now!" They had another mix response. Mok could feel the tides of change were slowly shifting the betting style around. He needed to win as many in a row as possible. That was the key.
While the gamblers made the next rounds bets, Mok leaned in close to Carina again, "Once more win and I'll help you out....yeah that’s right I am going to give ya something....I'll tell you when you help me win." Raising his fist up again he waited for Carina to kiss the dice.
"Alright boys let’s do this," Mok says. The bones in his right hand and Carina under his left arm, Mok was ready to do work, "Hell yeah motherpetcher lets do work you human pieces of shit."
"Yeah motherpetcher, let’s do it," the bald svefran said.
The other guy chimed in too, "One less shyte, one less shyte."
Mok openly laughed. He was already rolling even though it was so early in the night. He had drunken at least half a bottle of wine and he was floating now. Tonight he was in a happy mode. Do you know what makes Mok happy? Money. Cash was always in his mind. After living in Sunberth for almost a year he learned something real quick: money talks. He risked his life almost every day just to stay alive and eat well. He had made his living as an original thug. Mok robbed people, killed people, and gambled to make his dues. No matter though, he petching loved it. Money was always on his mind! Always. Even now as he relaxed with Carina he was ever shooting the dice, trying to come up. This was scene; a group of men and women from the Pig's Foot. They were mostly friendly, all regulars. The only thing they all had in common was the fact they were trying to come up like Mok. Men and women trying to get a fat meal tonight and a bigger bottle. Simple men and women.
"Let’s start damnit, I can't wait for you latrine urchins all night, I'm trying to play, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go."
"Oh what’s good with it you, you motherpetching G now? Huh?" Mok snapped.
The long haired beach bum cut in, slamming a gold mizah on the floor, "Time to play, one gold piece on the myrian's head. Who’s in?"
The crowd around them started the betting, there must have been at least fifteen of them there trying to get into the action. Everyone was betting, placing their money on the floor in front of everyone's eyes to see. There would be no cheating right now, at least not in the mind's eye. Mok started the first roll; it was time to get cracking.
Raised a closed fist to Carina's mouth Mok said, "Kiss it for good luck!"
1d6, 1d6=[5], [2]
"Petching yes! Carina you’re my luck! You’re my luck! Petching yes!" Mok screamed at the top of his lungs. There was a mix of both cheers and boos from the crowd that drowned out Mok a little.
Mok leaned in close to Carina's ear, "You’re amazing! Yes....kiss me again!" For a single second Mok locked eyes with her; Mok's smile was bright and happy, but he was just flirting with her. Raising his fist, he grinned wider and asked her to kiss the dice again. Mok turned and threw the dice on the floor,
1d6, 1d6=[6], [1]
Mok flipped, "Another petching win right off the bat! Carina your petching gold! HAHAHAHA! YES...MONEY! Who believes it now!" They had another mix response. Mok could feel the tides of change were slowly shifting the betting style around. He needed to win as many in a row as possible. That was the key.
While the gamblers made the next rounds bets, Mok leaned in close to Carina again, "Once more win and I'll help you out....yeah that’s right I am going to give ya something....I'll tell you when you help me win." Raising his fist up again he waited for Carina to kiss the dice.
Red = Myrian
Bold = Common
Bold = Common