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Anon
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*listens to Abaddon for a while and nods head in agreement then begins to stare off at the games. Not in a way to ignore Abaddon but rather in a way that a child would act when distracted with something shiny*

*Goes over to a game table and sits down and watches the metal ball drop onto the spinning table. He looks at the numbers and points at one taking a small stone out and putting it on the number, it is definitely not a chit but something which gives off some small magical power*

((OOG: A magical component))
+==+ +==+ +==+ +==+ +==+ +==+
La morte paure me, le paure della vita, mi sono diviso.
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The wheel spins and spins. It lands on the very same numer that anon placed his mc on. the man at the wheel sets a few black chits down in front of anon.

"Nice job my friend."
"I would only teach them Necromancy as part of a balanced breakfast."
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*looks at the chits through under his hood, which has been over his head the entire time and has made seeing the top half of his face impossible, and picks one up and looks at it weird*

"Ohh...What's this?"
+==+ +==+ +==+ +==+ +==+ +==+
La morte paure me, le paure della vita, mi sono diviso.
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