At the Pazaak table, Azarl- somewhat dwarving his opponents, is handed the electro-shoe, which is like a normal card shoe except it beeps each time you take a card out of it. The other plays flick the metallic-looking Pazaak cards from it at high speed, whilst you are rather fumbling. It would be easier with the Force...
Instead of a wooden paddle, the croupier has a grav-paddle, with which he simply points at your cards and turns it around to flick them over as needed.
Damn it! Over 20 again! There must be some principle on which the odds are in your favour to keep betting, but you;ve no idea what it is. If you gocus on trying to win the game, its going to be harder to make out who is who around you.
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At the roulette wheel, the croupier is a species with long arms who stretces over to move chips and spin the wheel, whilst the ball is dropped into the wheel by a tiny chattering alien who bounds across the table and drops it in when the wheel hits full spin (in Star Wars style, he probably gets caught in the wheel at some point).
Lots of calls, lots opf shouting, lots of bets, Rand. It's a public game and anyone can throw their chips on the table. Maybe if you put your chips down after the number comes up... no, you guess they've probably thought of that one...
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Relle- not on this level.
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"We've got maybe seconds before Darth Rosenberg grinds everybody into Jawa burgers and not one of you buds has the midi-chlorians to stop her!"
Indeed... in fact that's really how everyone plays.
The problem is, those sorts of instincts are rarely precise. Go left, go right. Stop. Think. Being as precise as 'bet on 27' simply doesn't happen. our best bet is to bet on red or black, but it will be a Force roll every time and the returns won't be huge.
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"We've got maybe seconds before Darth Rosenberg grinds everybody into Jawa burgers and not one of you buds has the midi-chlorians to stop her!"
Well, Gallador is taking a look at the Poker equaivalent game and he intends to play himself after he figures the rules. He is also trying to Sense to sense strong minds around him and he will use Empathy (without spending force points) on the group playing that game. Con and Xavier may help with observation and small talk, at at least should stay in the same area as Gallador to maintain cover ashis bodyguard. (They can also tell Eller about Gallador's greatness, which she is apparently oblivious to so far, but we shall see...)
"Have you ever played such a game Eller? If not, are you interested?" -He remarks softly as they watch the game.
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
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Last edited by Lord Melkor on Feb 11th, 2013 at 12:46 AM
I meant that Xavier at least should stay relatively close to Gallador (stupid 15 minutes edit limit).
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
Sauron to Ar-Pharazôn
Rand- you've won a round! Yay! Though that just becomes part of the general hubub; others won- and lost- far more on that round than you just did.
Hard to tell really. Some win, some lose... if you found someone on a winning streak, you're not quite sue how that would help you. He's less likely to listen to you then, surely?
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Oh heck Gallador- where's Eller gone?
Because Space Poker is a buy-in game, it's also a more private affair; the viewers stand back from the action. It's also home of the nerdy flamboyant players (and there is even a list of banned species, whose mental ability to card count would amount to unfair advantage)
(Yes, there are Alien Powers that would be a killer edge here, though you'd still need Gambling to take full advantage)
So, we have a variety of rather outlandish aliens of all sizes, and various styles of facial hair and hats, and a variety of silly nicknames as if they were military callsigns.
You can afford to buy in, but only once.
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Azarl just lost a round by a pont to the bank. Stupid game, Azarl! That card shoe is fixed. There's a moment to pause here as the decks need to be re-shuffled back into the shoe. There's be some alien with appropriate limbs to shuffle four decks at once.
Con- That person who just won the round- the current Bank- is on a bit of a streak on the table, and the side bets are picking up as people bet on whether he's going to win his next hand.
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Someone just bumped into Rianna, spilling some of their drink on her. He says something in alien, though she can make out something about her being a donkey.
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"We've got maybe seconds before Darth Rosenberg grinds everybody into Jawa burgers and not one of you buds has the midi-chlorians to stop her!"
Gallador joins the watchers for now, looking confidently around.
"You may look for Eller if you want." - He whispers to Xavier, dismissing him like he would his bodyguard.
He will observe one game before joining. He will use the Force to sense for very strong emotions or very strong-willed minds among these aliens.
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
Sauron to Ar-Pharazôn