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So you are. [ Caster grins widely, the bold claim is a good claim. He uncorks another bottle, inspects the content— another enchantment and this seems even worse. Putting the bottle on the table he pushes it to Geralt, so the Witcher can check it for himself. ] Someday surely, but right now, I want my money back.

[ And maybe do some cleaning in the house along the way. When the words gets out that you might get paralyzed and robbed by drinking in a tavern it's very bad for business. Caster turns his head slightly to confirm if whom he suspects is still there ]

The eyepatch guy in that game corner? He's the one who sold me this "good stock" even though I'm just a Mirrorbound. [ Or maybe precisely because they are such? ]

[ Geralt takes a sniff, and it's ... yep, just magic and more garbage sugar water. He wrinkles his nose and sets it aside. Well, he can't hate the hustle, but you'd think someone pulling this wouldn't try to hose witches, mirrorbound or otherwise. ]

Guess there's no harm in seeing what he's dealing.

[ He's familiar with enough of the favored local games to not be worried. Even if the guy's cheating - Geralt'll be able to tell. ]

｢ ooc: damn, the tagging during hiatus DIDN'T happened. If you'd rather wrap it up, and go into something new lemme know ｣

[ Maybe they have some nefarious reasons for doing that. Or maybe they just don't like Mirrorbounds and "hahaha you got drunk and robbed, better not come here again" is a good reason to be an asshole.

Caster pours the cup to partially empty the bottle as he takes it with him when he moves towards the game corner ]

Friends, you seem to be playing an interesting game. [ Oh he greets jovially, but there is an edge to the voice ] Would you care to give newcomers a bit of introductory run?

[ Whoever the Suspicious Merchant really is, he eyes them both without as much as a change of expression ]

"That depends if you got money, or anything else you'd like to bet"

( ooc; we could do a few summary tag for funsies then move on? )

Money, [ Geralt says, his expression as unreadable as always. ] I dunno what you think he looks like [ just gently dragging Caster w/e he's got a mullet ] but I know I don't look like someone about to come bet biscuits and knickers. Unless you're just sitting here for show and I should move on.

[ Nothing like shit-talking right out the gate to get a game going. Caster and Geralt are invited, albeit somewhat spitefully, to sit down. The goal, of course, is to make Geralt eat his words. But this does not happen. He's not a genius at the local game being played, but he's competent enough, and he's got an iron clad poker face that makes people nervous.

He wins the first hand, and the second. ]

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ

i hoped it was that

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