>>6249146You take a moment to contemplate Cassius’ words, and for a while no one speaks. There is no noise save for the sound of those strange gambling contraptions and the revelry down below. Your companions quickly realize what it is that has you so lost in thought.
“Are you out of your fucking mind?” Cuthbert scoffs. “It wasn’t even that long ago when that giant blue guy was screaming at us to get on our knees and worship him. He was trapped for who knows how long and he was pissed! We barely got out of there with our lives. Why would you want to release another one of those things out into the world?”
>“Hypothetically speaking, if there is another spirit trapped within the wheel, she seems to like me well enough. Why else would she have given Targa five banes in a row? Now, admittedly, I’m not great with numbers. But the odds of that happening have to be pretty impossible, no?”“I fear you are committing a fallacy of some sort, Lord Tristain.” Nadia says, worry etched into her face.
“Well I never got to see this the first time so I wouldn’t mind.” Elric says helpfully.
“See what?” Chelsey asks, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What are you all even talking about?”
“We should stand in the back.” May tells her helpfully.
“I see your point, Tristain.” Cassius concedes. “However, the thing about luck is that it often turns. You’ve managed to conquer the gauntlet, defeat a rival contender, and earn a great fortune. Perhaps…you should quit while you are ahead.”
>“Hmm.”>A): Smash the wheel.>B): They’re right, this is crazy. 