"Attacking here then." The man before the monk smirked after checking his dice, lifting the cup up. What lay beneath was two skulls, two blanks and a shield. He frowned and shrug, speaking up again. "Lets go on then. There's usually more rules in use but if we played<em>unfair</em>with a newcomer, we'd hardly be good folks." He smirked, but as he spoke, the monk might become aware of the fact that one of the other men had began to move<em>behind</em>Marric during the game and the focus.<br/><br/>"But I think winning the first round should afford you to ask a question with me forced to answer honestly here, though we will carry the game on for more answers towards the end." He looked at Marric there, seeming intent on keeping gazes locked.