Today was a slow day for Sylas. So far he had only made a few coins, and he had been in the inn for hours. He hadn't even been in the city long enough to visit all the different inns, so there should still have been people who didn't know any better than to play a game of cards with him.
At least the inn he was at was relatively nice. There were a lot of people drinking and dancing to the music, just not a lot of people gambling. He could kind of understand why. The music was nice, even if he wasn't paying much attention to it; or the person performing it. He was focused on what he was doing, worried only about the next game. Finally, a large man took a seat at his table and took out a pouch full of coins.
"Ah, finally a game!" Sylas said politely with a hearty laugh, trying to lure his opponent in. "What shall it be, then?"
The man shrugged. "It doesn't matter to me. Dealer's choice."
Sylas shuffled his deck of cards and placed it in front of the other man for him to cut. "Traditional poker, then. No wild cards. I assume you know the rules?" He said as he picked up the cards and began to deal. The man simply nodded, and Sylas smiled at him again. "Good. Let's begin, then. One silver coin is the ante."
Sylas looked at his cards, a Five of Fire and Queen of Water. He placed his bet of one silver coin, which the other man matched. He then proceeded to play the game, burning one, then flipping the next three cards. Jack of Air, Five of Earth, Five of Water. Once again, he placed a single silver coin as his bet, and the man matched.
The next card came out, a Ten of Fire. Sylas continued his slow betting, and this time the man raised him by two silver coins. Sylas matched him happily, knowing that the end result of this game would only be him making money. Then the final card, the Queen of Air. Sylas bet two silver coins, which the man raised to five. Once again, Sylas matched.
The man flipped his cards to reveal the King and Ace of Fire, resulting in a straight. Sylas revealed his, which gave him a full house. As always, Sylas won.
They played two more hands, Sylas winning both of them. He was content with how the games went, and made a good amount of money of this man. Everything was going fine, until the man stood up and smashed his fist down on the table. "Cheater!"
Everyone turned to look at what was happening, and there was no way for Sylas to avoid the conflict. This was going to be bad.