NEW BELL COUNT: 4600!
A sound akin to a rabbit being strangled wriggles out from between your pursed lips as the croupier relieves you of your tokens with a half-hearted apology!

“Whoof… that’s rough, Rook…” Mutters Volka as she gives your shoulder a gentle pat that nearly bowls you over. “Welp, what can ya do, right?”

“Why, play HARDER, of course!”

TT, you groan, not even bothering to send a glance over to the trembling pet carrier, you get it, you really do, but-

“But we’ve sunk some bells into it, Ant!” She sputters, her wide eyes glowing from within her pet prison! “That means we’re due for some payback! That’s how it works–trust me, I know these games like the back of my claw!”

Is that why she’s always acting like she’s one roll away from sleeping in a dumpster?

“Huh?” Blinks the bard, “Hey, it’s more comfortable than the street, but that’s not important right now!” Rattling her cage door like a prisoner, Tzah-Tzie sends an encouraging grin your way! “C’mooooon! The next one’s gonna be a winner! I can feel it! Don’t you trust your Muse? Hmmm?”

Uuuughh…. You’ve spent so much time dinking around on the train you have no clue how close you are to Umberal! At least it’s been relatively peaceful…

What do?
>Play again (NAME YER PRICE! 1 TOKEN = 2 BELLS!)
>Check out the live music!
>Why is everyone jumping over there?
>You hear a rowdy crowd in the corner… a fight?
>Play Jikka Races!
>Play Tiny Tussles!
>LEAVE!
>Write-In!