Emris sat at a table in the back. He smirked with his glass of scotch pressed to his lips. He had a face of amusement as he watched the men he was playing poker with stare at him. He wasn't sure if they were trying to tell if he was bluffing or not. It made him chuckle. On one arm of his chair he had his elbow of the arm holding his glass bent and resting. On the other arm of his chair there was a girl with curly blonde hair sitting. No doubt some random whore who was only interested because of the pile of winnings he had sitting in front of him. All four of the men slammed their hands down. "I fold." Emris tried not to laugh as he revealed his hand, which had absolutely nothing in it. They all groaned and complained as he collected his bounty. "Would you boys like to play another round?" He asked.
