Alalay
Fiction per Chance - Land of Snails
turn 6
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Alalay Fiction per Chance - Land of Snails turn 6 |
The miner was used to risk, but he had never done very well; for him winning or loosing was an every day thing, money and minerals passed by his hands. Pass they did, they didn't stay, they did not last a night with him. Conscious of that is why the miner was selling andesite and other minerals used for sculpting, he said he wanted to see him again, he didn't care if it was in a store or in a museum, so long as he saw them again.
Suddenly the diced bounced on the table, one of them almost forfeited the play as it almost fell onto the floor.
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Full yi mau, a useless play, it
would have been better if the die had fallen off the table, so the throw would not count. "Good senas, bad lunches," better quinas The score keeper sung making fun of the miner, but that did not deter him, the miner always had his moral up. He quickly gathered the dice, but not the ones he wanted, for he placed the quinas in the goblet instead of the senas. The quinas were better for him to keep than the senas, with three quinas he had a better chance, but he didn't think that way, he followed his nose instead. |
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- Twenty four to sena!
He happily pointed out for having followed his instinct, while he turned the valientes to turn them into negras. In Alalay an obligatory turn and an optional turn were part of the game. Of course they could have kept a poker but that would have been a cheap throw and they would have lost the golden belly. Scoring that twenty four black ones made the game point towards the Alalay, which consisted on filling out the two sides with poker in addition to a big one. The game was hot... Aha! Pelones, it's getting warmer, it's getting warmer Pelón pointed out quite firmly, wanting to bring down the moral of the opposing team. Meanwhile he made the goblet dance on one finger, then he placed the dice inside and shook them softly, he then turned and slid the goblet on the table until it was in front of the one who is father and mother, and said smiling: Go ahead, pick it up, I dedicate this play to you. |
