Torrocca wrote:Crumlark wrote:"Well, imagine what happens when you put something in someone's drink, and then multiply it by ten. That is what this experiment essentially is."
Charlette accepts that bet, matching it with her raised 20 on high and high alone.
"Annoyed... at... lack of... personal space."
"What a... shame..." He remains unmoved, still breathing down her ghostly neck.
He is promptly approached by one of the grand guard and shoved away.


