[Demidos]

Spoiler

Originally Posted by shorewood

Looking across the table at Aramar, Haramhold glances at his cards subtly smiling to himself. "Well my dear brother I'll meet that bet and raise you another ten."

Haramhold was running out of chips and needed a big pot to stay in the game. This was as good as hand as any, so he decided to try his luck.

Aramar smiled widely. This game promised to be good sport. Perhaps Haramhold would fold if he pushed harder, or perhaps not -- Haramhold had few opportunities remaining if he wanted to remain playing, insofar as Aramar had understood the game.


"I'll match. Anyone else coming for the ride?"