<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=53854.msg2596547#msg2596547">Quote from: PhantomPistoleer on 01-01-2010, 16:14:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>Kasumi was, perhaps, giving the young man too much credit.  Garrett had no idea of what was happening, and instead, had spent some of his free time (as you would call it) getting incarcerated again.  You see, Garrett had something of a drinking problem which was exasperated when he hung out with his dwarven pals, the brothers Brolo and Carlos, who were themselves incarcerated this time as a matter of honor.  The three were rejoined by a friendly guard in a game of Conquest.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>As Garrett sat in jail, the dwarves shuffled their peices around, playing the stereotypical defensive strategies that dwarves always seemed to fall back on when drunk.  "Ya herd 'bout the irontown crisis?"  Brolo asked, nearly knocking over his peices.  "You're just mad because the mine's shut down and your ale caravan isn't going to arrive until the prices collapse!"  Carlos yelled, leading the guard to give a sigh.  "There's a cave in, dozens of miners trapped, and all you can think about is commodity prices.  Just typical dwarves..."  The guard said whistfully, as he wiped out Brolo's entire army in a single brilliant maneuver.<br/><br/>"How about a nice game of Stock exchange?"  Brolo asked, smiling a rogueish little smile as he displayed to the guard the small game box he'd snuck in past the weapons search.