Jin lets Chye lead the way. "Get us a table." He speaks quietly, not wanting attention until after they're seated.

Chye flourished his arms, and bellowed over the din of the diners:
"テーブルのための私たちの4人!"
[Private to GM: Table for 4!]

"Isuel!  Quietly!"  Chou-Zhen shakes his head, his queue flipping out of step with the movement.  "We don't want attention yet!"

An instant later, he is standing tall.  If folk are going to look, let them see the Omo's colors worn proudly.

"Hohoho... That how you get table, Silver Jade Palace!"

"We had a plan, idiot."

"Make up mind, what you want! This place loud, and busy! We stand here, til the immortals come home! They no see us, they no seat us! They give open seat to someone else! There no ques for Sahudese."
21:40, Today: Chye Isuel rolled 12 using 3d6.  perception - 12.
Chye spots a table and moves in!
This message was last edited by the player at 01:41, Thu 20 Apr 2017.

In reply to Chye Isuel (msg # 12):

"You four sit there at common table with three others.
Important customer sit at private tables."

"We don't want attention until we want attention," Jin said, sitting at the common table. "Don't know what you find so difficult to understand."

Chye orders the Pla Rad Prik, one of the fish specials. (fried fish, in a spicy, sweet-sour tamarind sauce, with chilies) *Dinner,plain $8*
Fish ball soup. (of course), and a gallon jug of black pepper-ale *flavored ale, $7.5/gallon*

In reply to Chye Isuel (msg # 15):

"And the rest of you?"

"Takoyoki platter. Shochu for the table."

Chye looks at who they are seated with, baring a gold-fanged grin. "Osu!"

Jin looked around to see if any games of chance were being played at their table.

Nodding toward Chye, Chou-Zhen orders.  "I'll have the same as him, but less ale.  A tankard?"

In reply to Chou-Zhen Mou (msg # 20):

The waiter nods and hurries off.
Your tablemates are slurping away at bowls of broth and noodles.
At the moments you see no one engaged in games of chance, but there
is a steady stream of people heading up the two flights of stairs to the
mezzanine level above, where the back stair to the casino is.

Chye unslings his lute, and slips his jingasa off his head, letting it rest on his back and shoulders, by it's silken cord. He reaches into his gi, fishing a silver piece out of his pouch ($20), for the waiter when he returns. Chye'll  tell him to keep the change. (four farthings, and two-bits.)

"Going to go gamble," Jin said, grabbing his double-distilled rice wine. "If they try and kick us out... remember, the goal is attention, not war."

"Osu." Chye nods, and unstops his jug of black pepper-ale. Taking in it's heady aroma, he lifts the jug to his lips, and chugs a few good swigs. "Ahhhhh!... " *Belch* Chye settles back in his seat, and watches the patrons, jug upon his knee.

In reply to Chye Isuel (msg # 24):

What weapons/personal gear are you each carrying? Chye has his nunchucks....

OOC: As always, Chou-Zhen carries his 2 yard whip, coiled in a loop on the left side of his belt -- that is the only weapon he carries (not even a small knife for eating; I should probably remedy that at another time).

OOC: Chye ~ Nunchaku, lute, jingasa (DR 4), and his pouch. He checked his armor, pack, and polearm with Aemon, at the guild.

Jin is unarmed and unarmored.

In reply to Jin (msg # 28):

Numbah three has his shortsword at his side, having left his Naginata at Sakemoko's.


Several people seem to have taken notice of your group.

Jin heads up to do some gambling.

In reply to Jin (msg # 30):

A brute and a couple of his friends from the next table block the Aisle.
He glares disdainfully at Jin. A few of the serving people glance at Jin as he stands, and back away.