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Rolled 12, 15, 19 + 5 = 51 (3d20 + 5)
“I have heard of your deeds on Skyros. Meet me on the main deck and bring me your petteia board – I wish to know how I fare against a tournament champion.”
You grin in delight at the proposal – and within just few minutes, the board is set. Ajax makes no announcement, but the news spreads like wildfire – <span class="mu-i">Ajax is playing petteia against Nikandros!</span> – and soon there is a huddle of Salaminian sailors surrounding you, with Castor, Pollux, Teukros and even Andocides waiting impatiently for the game to begin.
Your head is still muddled, but you remember to make your demand of Ajax –
“If I win, I ask for your leave to dedicate our victory at sea to trim-ankled Nike.” Ajax looks at you oddly, before nodding in return.
“If I win, I ask for a favor.” Ajax does not specify further – you can’t help but gulp nervously at the prospect of adding another debt to your tally, but under the gaze of half the crew, you feel that you cannot decline.
The stones are placed, and you take the white pieces. Ajax, the black. You do your best to clear your mind, in the gloom of the galley's hold. Ajax nods at you, and you begin!
>okay, players - let's see if Nikandros can hold his own while concussed.
>I need THREE rolls of dice+1d20+7.
