Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170331011949/@comment-5543592-20170404033510

"Look, lady, are you even listening to me?" He asked, sounding frustrated, furiously scratching the back of his head. "He doesn't have to make you do anything.  I could walk out anytime.  But I what I came here for, I would have to give up.  It doesn't matter how tough or smart you are.  As long as he knows something you don't, he's got the upperhand, and it means you have to play the game."

The man drummed his fingers on his scotch glass, and glanced outside, checking the sun. "I'm running out of time." He turned back to her, his large emerald eyes fiercely intense, arresting her's. "It's game, which mean it has stages.  You've met the Duke and Jester, I'm going to guess.  Next there's the assassination attempt.  You came with people.  An assassin's going to try to kill one of them.  Don't fly off the handle and start shooting everything in sight, that's how you lose.  Do you get all of that?" He put heavy emphasis on the last question.