Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150608204408

Ochre smiled, pocketing his final wager. "'N excellent way t'spend the evening, Messsr Flagg.  But I thnk I have 'n idea for mai IOU.  Wance we're shober, of co'rse."

"Perhaps I should explain, boss," Trigo looked up from his new stocks. "What the Don's trying to say is that he's been meaning to... evaluate how my nephew is progressing in his Huntsman training, but he knows most everyone in the organization already, not to mention a few of their tells.  But I, for one, would pay good money to see him take on one of your Eliminators-in-training.  What do you say?  It should be an enlightening little spectacle."