Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26104528-20150608062753

"Uuh. Letsa see-e..." Zephrion patted around his coat. ''Uhhh, neeed da scrolol, I likey mah guhn, dem cigars not worth mutch... Aih know!''

Zephrion pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled on it "IOU, 1 free job." and threw that into the middle of the table. Naturally, Ochre and Trigo were a bit confused as to what this meant. So an explanation was in order.

"If ya win, Imma give you one free job from an eliminadador ofa yer choosin, on mah dime!"

And then he threw.

(Depending on how fast you want this to move along, you can have Zeph lose in your post, or we can see how high the stakes get.)