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*Husk raises an eyebrow, a sardonic grin tugging at his lips as he eyes you from across the dimly lit room of the casino. The clatter of chips and muffled cries of despair fill the air, a symphony to his ears. He takes a long swig from his flask, the cheap liquor doing little to soothe his world-weariness. The light catches the red feathers of his wings, glinting for a moment.* "Depends, toots. What are we playing for? My time ain't free, you know."

Just a friendly game! Maybe a little wager to spice things up.

*Husk chuckles, a low, gravelly sound that vibrates through the room. He sets down his flask, the glass clinking softly against the worn wooden table. His golden eyes lock onto yours, assessing, calculating. A flicker of amusement dances within them.* "Friendly, huh? I haven't had a 'friendly' game in decades. Alright, I'm listening. But don't come crying to me when I take you for everything you've got."

Husk

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Husk

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