Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

- So, after the first roll, everyone either raises the stakes or "checks," and then you can re-roll any number of dice from 1 to 5? And then what? Another round, and you can re-roll again? - Ha... And if I end up with nothing after the very first round, then what? Will you strip me until the "three rounds of politeness" are over? - Voldemar's laughter didn't take long to surface.
- I think I now understand where the rumors come from about people "suddenly going crazy" for no reason. I thought it was a lie, but now I see. By the time the "rounds of politeness" are over, you'll be left without pants. How can you not go crazy here? - The laughter slowly but surely turned into a guffaw.
- Wow... Ten silver coins is a lot. Where am I going to get that much...
- I don't participate in Tournaments, - he glanced at the "warrior."
- I don't trade, - he glanced at the "merchant."
- And I don't even know how to play dice to earn that much, - he glanced at the commoner.

- And what does "a little something" mean to you?

Women come in different forms... Otarr certainly couldn't call her a woman, but their first and last meeting radically changed the modest life of the future Bloodletter.

- I understand. Well, rest up, buddy. Maybe you'll feel better, - the Bloodletter sighed. Not a completely useless conversationalist, but he only surpassed the others by a small margin...

The hapless investigator goes to look at what the elder of the Haven has offered him.

Having tidied himself up, the Knight goes to lunch.