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>What started the fight?
"Oh, that! It was quite a clever ploy, I think. A simple dice game we were playing, you see. A six sided die, high roller wins. I bet some pocket change, but the other fellow took me too seriously, so I decided to teach him a lesson. He bet quite a lot of money on a single roll, you see, using, silly enough, a loaded die. He rolled a six, of course, then began to take my money. I told him, nay, and picked up my own, saying, I can make this into a push. I told him I knew he was cheating, and then went on, that was alright, so shall I. Him, thinking stupidly that one cannot roll higher than a six on a six-sided die, sat back down, and raised his bet."
"How...?"
"Easy. I changed one of my nails into a long claw, and... Well, here."
He places one... no, no, two halves of a die on the surface, smiling that strange grin.
Incredible. The Farnle ploy...
"Farah said something about knowing someone who could fix my guitar?"
"Ah, certainly. Have you any part of it remaining?"
"Yeah, here."
"I can work with this." he says. "I'll have it ready in the morning."
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