[Munch's Master]

IC:
Jerik blinked, surprised. "You're folding to that lummox?"

Flak however, grinned. "Money. Yeah. I won for once at poker."

Jerik turned to him. "Flak, please assist me in getting some more money from my pocket."

As Flake leaned over Jerik whispered "What're you doing you idiot! Me and that 2-bit mudokon had deal, he wins this hand if I win the next. You've messed it all up and the little vermin's going to rat us out to the owner. This is on your head."

He sat back, thinking deeply. 'Our agreement was to trade wins and split the final money. If he doesn't rat us out and comes back, maybe I can give him the win next round.'

He watched Tyre leave, and yelled after him. "Hey! Not staying for another round? I'm not done bleeding you of cash yet, my guard beat you, not me!" He gave Tyre a knowing look as he said this, hoping no other player would suspect anything.
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Marty ambled over to the trio of Glukkons (OOC: Frank, Timmy and....uh...the other one). He started speaking to them. "Welcome to Ranrs Francium Palace! Excuse me sirs, would you like to take a brochure? Or perhaps recieve a personal tour of the casino? I'm Marty, casino guide and glad to be of assistance."
He offered them each a brochure, grinning broadly as he did so.