The Golden Pot

[The Smith]

The Inn they reserve a room at to hide their equipment and money in.

[Flex]

Long Tom enters the common room from upstairs and orders an ale. He looks around for other patrons.

[The Smith]

The Inn was rundown. There are three men at three different tables. All seem engrossed with their cups.

[Flex]

Tom approached one of the tables and sat down. "Good day." He said with a nod.

[The Smith]

The man started up at Tom, and grumbled something that could have been, good day.

[Flex]

"A pleasent day is it not?" Tom asked, taking a swig from his ale. "Nothing better than sitting im a tavern with good company."

[The Smith]

The man mumbled something about good company being no company but if a man is going to interrupt a fellow drinking the least he could do is buy a round.

[Flex]

Tom chuckled and ordered two more ales. "It's nice drinking by yourself but I find it gets really interesting with company." He put a hand in his pocket. "Do you dice?"

[The Smith]

The man looked up, and Tom could hear he was half full of ale. "I do... I do. Throw some coppers?" He pulled a dice cup from his pocket and laid it on the table.

[Flex]

Tom took out a few coppers of his own and put the dice in the cup, shaking it. "Let's see if lady luck is with me today." He slams the cup down and lifts it.

[The Smith]

He beats the other man in the first toss. The man grumbles and gets more coins from his pockets. He begins licking his lips in excitement.

[Flex]

Tom puts his bet on the table. "Your turn, friend." He says, eyeing the dice. "Say, what is your name?"

[The Smith]

"Lark." Answered the man before losing the toss immediately. "Another?"

[Flex]

"Why not, Lark." Tom replied. "Say; I haven't been at Sunspear for that long. Any gossip that could interest a simple man?"

[The Smith]

"Well, there is word that the Prince is going to outlaw gambling." Lark winced, and rubbed his eyes with his fists.