Today was a good night. You were beating one naïve man who wanted to try his luck after another. With pockets full of gold and other expensive things you delightly sipped on your wine and crossed your legs on the table, arms resting behind your head. You were proud of yourself.
Until all the loud noises of the inn fell silent.
Confused you opened your eyes and searched for the cause of it and it was no other than him.
Twisted Fate. That one man who had beaten you so many times – and of course he went straight to your table, taking the empty chair in front of you.
He was almost mockingly staring at you as he was casually leaning onto the table until he finally started to talk. "So how is it going, having any luck lately?"
"Good. Good. Had some nice bets, won all of them and improved my skills, how about you ? "he snickered. "Oh won some fights, people went broke, chased after some lady's skirts, the usual stuff you know."
Rolling eyes at the last bit you continued to sip your wine. After fully emptying it you looked at him, he had patently waited for you to finish. "So you´re here to play a game aren't you? So let's get this over with Twisted please I don't have time for this today."
"But how about this time we add a little "twist"?" he answered.
"Like what?" you asked curious. Inching closer to you he whispered in your ear.
"How about this; every time one of us loses he has to take some of his clothes off?"
"Really? Are you kidding me?"
"No why would I darling~!" he said faking a hurt expression made you almost giggle. "So how about it, do you think you can beat me? " The way he said those words was enough to make you want to beat him. Your eyes sparkled at the thought of victory and him sitting almost naked and ashamed in front of everybody.
"So you're in?" he asked curious. You waged your chances and finally made a decision.
"Sure!"
