I wonder if it’s actually possible for a Luck’s gift to break like that, or if it’s just a superstition. I can see how people who rely for success on a Luck might get to worrying about the possibility of it going wrong. Continue reading →
It seems a bit late in proceedings to be introducing a whole new category of probability-workers, but I suppose that if there are only a few of them and they keep to themselves, and their gifts only affect their immediate vicinity — and the Healers and dramliz choose to have nothing to do with them — one can understand why we haven’t heard of them or seen them at work before now. Continue reading →
In which the luck moves roughly around Mar Tyn eys’Ornstahl.
We have seen one of the gambling Hells of Solcintra Low Port, and a luck-for-hire, before, in “The Beggar King”.
The detail about the Luck being provided with “as much cold tea as you can stomach” is specific enough that it has to mean something. I presume that the idea is camoflage; unless closely inspected, a glass of cold tea would look much like the glasses everyone else is carrying, while being less likely to impair the drinker’s wits at a time when he needs them to stay sharp. Continue reading →