Once they had their drink, the four headed back down to the bottom deck, where they had previously been playing their game. Peiter was not sure how he felt about trading that much gold for only one bottle, though it was a rather large one. He just hoped it ended up being worth it. They all sat back down in a circle as they had before.

"I have no idea what this is, but I hope it is something good. I guess we should teach Ciinriel the rules, then get started." Peiter commented. While Tzirret was reshuffling the cards, Peiter uncorked the bottle and sniffed of its contents. Immediately, his eyes widened and his head recoiled back. It was definitely stronger than ale. "Well, I think our game just became higher stakes."

Colors laughed. "All of it, my friend. Well, all of my winnings. It wasn't all [i]that[/i] much, really, but with how many people bet against Kaleeth? That payout was great."

At that point, the betting on the next round was called to start, and when Colors turned around, he saw that Kaleeth was stepping into the circle once again. "Ah, another fight. How much coin am I going to end up making today?" He commented, though when he got a look at Kaleeth's opponent, it did temper his enthusiasm somewhat. He did not have a complete idea of exactly how strong a werecrocodile was, even out of lycan form. His perspective was that of a werelion, who were not the strongest of lycanthropes. 

"Eh, maybe I'll go in with half." Colors said before he put in his bet on Kaleeth. Walking back to the others, he put a hand on Janius' shoulder. "You confident enough in her to put some gold down this time?"