Mort looks worried, but lays down 5 gp to start. Starting pool 100 gp.
- break even
5 gp bet.
- Lost 5 gp, 95 left
5 gp bet.
- Won 10 gp, 100 gp left
5 gp bet
Lost 5 gp, 95 gp left
5 gp bet
Won 5 gp, 100 gp left
Last bet 20 gp
Lost 20 gp, 80 gp left
Mort looks a little crestfallen as his luck fluctuates up and down.
A beautiful dealer smiles at Mort, dealing cards and encouraging him if he wins and swoons if he looses.
Dinali looses first and then wins. First once than twice and finally tripple payout. After that the table is politely closed to her.
In the end Derlan has lost thrice and won once. But he gets the knack of it in the end. Assuming he does the same as Mort he is 5 gp in the plus.
Eriethiel plays as well, seeing as how it isn't money she earned. However, rather than waste too much time playing, she bets the maximum and hopes for the best, quitting when she gets ahead.
Derlan just plays for the hour, after he is done he will wander around and find the people he arrived with. Seeing if they are all done then once everyone has sated their interest heading to find the proprietor of this establishment.
Eriethiel plays as well, seeing as how it isn't money she earned. However, rather than waste too much time playing, she bets the maximum and hopes for the best, quitting when she gets ahead.
[dice=Int]1d20+5
[dice=Int]1d20+5
[dice=Int]1d20+5 120
[dice=Int]1d20+5 160
Eriethiel gets the ropes quickly and after a few tries wins very very handily tripling her money.
Second hour?
You can try a gather information check for rumors or continue to play.
Inspired by the pretty dealer, Mort continues. 80 gp stake left.
5 gp bet.
Lost. 75 gp left
10 gp bet.
Break. 75 gp left
10 gp bet
Lost. 65 gp left
20 gp bet.
Lost 45 gp left.
20 gp bet.
Lost. 25 gp left.
20 gp bet.
Lost. 5 gp left
Mort's luck runs south and he scowls, feeling like a failure.
Realizing that the games might indeed be more profitable than she'd originally thought, Eriethiel continues to play.
Derlan will go to the bar, ordering a drink.
"laddy we were send an invitation by the owner of this fine establishment can you kindly see if he is available?"
Dinali wins in the second hour 80gp.
In the thrid she wins 100.
Mort shrugs and hands over the money, clearly not on his luck today.
After a while the owner of the gambling hall joins you again and congratulates you to your victories.
Although Derlan will want to get some meaningful answers from him, in the end he will just offer empty phrases.
Still the time is not lost, each of you has the chance with a dc 10 Diplomacy(Gather information) to gain d3-1 useful informations.
Derlan will have a friendly conversation with him, realizing the owner is playing them for fools but not gathering anything useful from him Derlan will take his leave and go back to Val's house.
+I always figured Black Hill was hollow. There’s probably some big ancient ruin under our very feet connected to whatever machine makes the violet fire on the hilltop.
+Ratfolk bandits have been becoming more and more of a problem on the roads to the east. Someone’s gotta do
something about them!
+Garritt the Junkmaster found something a few weeks ago that lit up his shack like a second torch. He’s been real quiet
lately. Wonder what he’s hiding in that junkyard?
Mort seems somewhat shocked that he got anything out of the man. Usually he's the type that makes other people uncomfortable. He relays his finding to the others.
No rumors for dinali
After a nights rest Derlan will get up, go to the Forge and commune with the Forge father for an hour. He will craft a small item of of significance to anyone just to help him pray. Once that is complete he will join the others for a meal and to plan their day.
Mort heads home to sleep, his pockets full of gambling gold. He's a little shocked by this, actually, but more shocked that a pretty lady like Dinali would choose to help him. He's a little starstruck...
Anyone else want to buy anything?
Scrolls?
Derlan will not purchase anything yet, He will prep for their second go at the caves below.
After a good nights sleep it is off to the caves again, ready to go beyond the door.
Derlan will ready his gear and head back towards the cave system with the group, hoping the travel underwater is not as gross as he remembers.
Mort shoulders his pack and heads after Derlan, humming tunelessly.
The travel underwater is as funny as the last time, meaning not funny at all. You reach the end of the cave and a hzge wall of adamantium alloy is visible. But a door is visible, blasted of its hinges.
Derlan will move up and have a look at the door, looking for what might have caused a blast so hard to destroy adamantine.
The walls, floor and ceiling of this slightly curved hallway are made of smooth dark gray metal. Panels of lighter material run along the ceiling eight feet above. To the north and south the tunnel is blocked by walls of metal junk and rubble, while open doorways yawn to the east and west. You can see an open doorway ahead.
Eriethiel waits for the others to make their way in, content to follow behind in relative safety.