Jackal Among Snakes
Chapter 618
To satiate his desire to gamble the fate of the universe, Argrave visited someone to enable him; a craftsman who was entirely ignorant of what these fruits were.
“I need you to make two four-sided dice that have a hollow space that could fit this fruit inside of it,” Argrave gestured toward the two of them. “I can’t accept them being damaged, so you’ll have to be gentle. On top of that, I need to be able to open up the die to remove the fruit inside. Do you think this is feasible?”
Dario looked at him incredibly strangely. “Why do you want to put a fruit inside a die?”
“Incredibly high-stakes gambling among the rich. Don’t question the whims and wishes of your betters,” he said, putting on a fake snobby voice.
Dario reached out and took the fruit. Argrave was deeply alarmed when he squeezed them slightly, but resisted the urge to snatch them out of his hand. “I suppose I could make a bizarre mold for a tetrahedron, split it in half, then add some mechanism for it to open and close that doesn’t disturb its balance nor open while being tossed.” The red-eyed man looked over coldly. “Alternatively, I could just make a pair of dice without all of this stupid stuff.”
Argrave shook his head adamantly. “Both have to be able to fit one fruit.”
Dario sighed. “Come back in three hours.”
He patted Dario on the shoulder with a smile, then turned and walked toward the exit. Anneliese stood there, and she gave him a disbelieving shake of her head when he walked by.
“You’re really doing this? Really? A game of dice for the fate of the Fruits of Being?”
Argrave protested, “Of course I’m not playing dice. That would be incredibly crude. Do you really think that I’m so irresponsible as to play a simple game of dice to distribute unimaginable power? That would be tactless. Impetuous. Harebrained. Ludicrous. Inconceivable, even, and I don’t use that word lightly.”
“…yet from the glee on your voice, you do have something in mind that involves those dice.”
“A sixteen-person lottery.” Argrave nodded. “Elegant. Sophisticated. Refined. A patrician fashion to decide the fate of the world, far removed from the crudeness of mere dice.”
Anneliese followed him along in silence, finally stunned into quietude by one of his antics. Argrave thought that it was one of the best ideas he’d ever had.
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to Elenore’s office, and she looked up to greet him. She set her writing implement
something the matter? You might’ve spoken to me through our connection,”
slot on the top of it just large enough to fit a large hand through. He shook
told her. “Then, tell me
narrowed
papers with numbers ranging eleven
tell me anything,” Elenore said, her
pushed the box closer
a sigh, she reached in, rummaging through. She pulled free a crumpled
out his hand, and she deposited the paper back atop his hand. He combusted it with a simple spell.
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man in his golden armor walking about the courtyard of the parliamentary hall. “Elenore
his back. “You do? I am at your disposal,
spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen.
“Draw a
relaxed considerably, his brother reached into the box and pulled a paper free. “Forty-two, it says. Does that mean
paper and burnt it. “It
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out sixteen people—now fourteen, after
an inbred—it was a factually true statement considering his biological mother was also his first cousin, but not very hurtful nonetheless. Eventually, however, the man once known as the Alchemist capitulated to the tides of fate and drew
drew a paper without question. He asked questions after, but Argrave gave no answers and left with the elf’s number. Argrave did question whether or not it might be a mistake even allowing the possibility of such power to
he sought the mountains of Blackgard for its now solitary denizen. Onychinusa, last heiress of the ancient elven empire on Berendar, offered her condolences for Vasquer’s passing. She proved to be the most difficult to persuade to reach into the box and draw her lot, but Argrave eventually
would come with them into the Shadowlands, because the
tried to negotiate for an entry fee to the lottery—namely, that she would be paid to enter the lottery—but Argrave remained steadfast
with dwarfism, had been an arrogant if reliable ally. In the Bloodwoods he’d proven his worth many times over, especially in stressful situations. His mastery of the arcane made him a good candidate
demeanor and admit that this was rather important, and the man once of the subterranean mountain tribes unwittingly threw
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