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The giant went on to throw another bout of laughter while i just stood there like frozen meat because his great form had totally blocked the entrance.

"Good luck, Bunny Rat and Bunny Rat the second. Remember to jump in the River of Thurmon once in a while though. The two of you smell like walking shits."

Master Shack offered one final piece of advice before he moved aside to let us in.

"We'll do that after we get a couple of gold earnings from your lofty establishment, Master Shack! I'll be sure to give you a few when i go out."

My eyes were bright with promise that reflected the confidence i had in my words. And just as i had expected, it brought me another set of his signature laugh.

The booming noise was damaging to the ears and i would not wonder if my delicate faculties was being injured with every breath i stayed within the vicinity of this fool.

So with one bow, i led my friend old man Harry into the tavern of chance. A place where luck and guts played in full. A room full of insane people to be honest.

But nevertheless, i wasn't one to judge the lost souls beyond these doors. I was not a man without vices after all. The passage was dark and daunting, rightfully giving an initial taste of what was to come.

I did not know if they designed the gambling house this way or it was simply an architectural failure of its craft master.

But I dislike the ambiance of the establishment the more my steps took me further into this den of thieves. It felt like i was inside a tunnel where no pleasure for my eyes was there to be appreciated.

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Twenty meters of nothing but walls and a 10 foot ceiling with strategically arranged undying candles at uniformed ranges before i finally got to the end of this dwarven cave.

Misty smokes, the stench of liquor and the seductive giggles of women. The usual suspects of a mortal's pleasure.

The place was packed and the ceiling was elevated higher than the suffocating gateway earlier.

There was even a wide delicately woven stairs on the side which hinted of a chamber beyond the current scene of trash before me.

There might have been twenty to thirty people on the house but i was too lazy to count these wastes of space.

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