Amused, Astarion grins as he watches Iorveth shuffle. Honestly, what did he expect? The wine really must be getting to his head if he thought there was a chance in all of the Nine Hells that Astarion wouldn't cheat again. His grin wanes as he looks down at his hand, though, suddenly not the ideal cards he'd been dealing himself but something entirely random. He delicately sets one of his cards to the side, drawing a new one instead.
He frowns, then sets his cards down face up. One pair. With a scowl: ] —Cards are just luck, anyway.
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Amused, Astarion grins as he watches Iorveth shuffle. Honestly, what did he expect? The wine really must be getting to his head if he thought there was a chance in all of the Nine Hells that Astarion wouldn't cheat again. His grin wanes as he looks down at his hand, though, suddenly not the ideal cards he'd been dealing himself but something entirely random. He delicately sets one of his cards to the side, drawing a new one instead.
He frowns, then sets his cards down face up. One pair. With a scowl: ] —Cards are just luck, anyway.