[Mkguild] RR: Rimme's part, following Indy/Kamau's

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   "Those two were cheating," Jerrod commented as they moved along.
   "Can you prove it?" Reed responded.
   "I'm sure of it,"  Jerrod says.
   "Never mind him," Reed says. "We'll make a fortune from the rugs."
   "Who wants our rugs?" He asked. "Some rich local? Another merchant?"
   Reed smiled. "You'll be surprised who it is."


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    On Monday, July 10, 2023 at 04:31:28 PM EDT, Rimme the Weasel <ontherimme at gmail.com> wrote:  
 
 The inn went very quiet as Jerrod's accusations hung in the air. The boy levelled Jerrod with a blank look. "It seems to me, sir, that you or your companions are suffering from severely bad luck. Could it be that there is someone else to blame for your own misfortune?"

The frog man did his best to intervene. "My friend, I think you are suffering from what I like to call 'dry head'. What you need is a bit more sauce on your bones. Barkeep! Another round for the table!"

The frog hadn't won much or lost much in this game, but it was still Jerrod's money that the frog had taken and spent as he liked. Jerrod could have taken each of them down with his fists. If he got his knife or spear off the kid's hands, he could take down both of them. The thought of the City Watch never crossed his mind.

Fortunately for him, Gawyn and Reed ran into the room. Gawyn fixed a look at Jerrod's belt, conspicuously free of weapons, the coin purse empty. "What's going on? Is there any trouble here?"

Jerrod shot him a hostile look. "This boy is a cheat and a scoundrel. And I will find out how he cheated me!"

"I think you've spent enough coin for today," Gawyn said as he and Reed pulled him up. Jerrod resisted at first, but gave in. There was no point in starting a fight yet. "Come on, I just heard there's a stranger who came into town. He may be willing to buy our rugs. If his gold's good, we'll be out of here by tomorrow."

Jerrod frowned but followed him out, still glowering over his bitter loss.

"Cheer up," Reed whispered. "We'll be out of here soon."

Jerrod glared at him, spun on his heels, and shouted over the murmur of the inn: "This isn't the end of it!"

The boy watched them leave. He shrugged and took back his twenty gold crowns. He and the frog exchanged looks, then began looking around the room for another mark.
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