The Betting Booth
Dragonsfall Weyr
Amber Hills Hold
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Healer Hall
Hidden Meadows
Dolphin Cove Weyr
Dolphin Hall
Emerald Falls Hold
Harper Hall
Printer Hall
Green Valley Hold
Leeward Lagoon Hold
Barrier Lake Weyr
Sunstone Seahold
Citrus Bay Hold
Writers: Chelle
Date Posted: 17th September 2011
Characters: Rentar
Description: Bets are open for the runner races.
Location: Emerald Falls Hold
Date: month 3, day 13 of Turn 6
He had gotten himself together. After sending out trained men to check the runners and their confirmation as well as their bloodlines, Rentar had set up the odds. The signs had been posted in front of the betting booths all over the Gather square. Each booth had a man who would take the folks' money and give them a ticket with the amount and which runner they had bet on.
So far, things were going well and he hoped there wouldn't be an upset which could lead to a large payout. Rentar would give a percentage to the Lord Holder, of course, but the rest was his fee for running the operation. Shaking his marks pouch, he smiled to himself.
There were three races to be held-a breeders' cup race, a steeplechase, and a yearling challenge. There were plenty of runners entered for each one and Rentar was just waiting for the results. Money continually changed hands throughout the day.
In the yearling cup, there were three favorites and one longshot. The steeplechase had a return challenger who would likely place higher. The rest of the field was anyone's game. The breeder's cup was where the contention was. Several Holds had sent their best and no one really knew which racer would come out on top.
He'd looked at the courses, naturally. Emerald Falls had nicely kept racecourses, that was for sure. The Lord Holder also had very nice stock. He wondered if he might have the marks after today to get him one. Walking by his stall, he slid behind the back of it and collected the money pouch. It all would be deposited into a locked safe, to be secured until it was time to make payouts.
**One has to be careful** he said to himself, watching any eyes who might be following the man as he walked through the square. Rentar had a very thick beltknife in his belt, if anyone did try anything.
Last updated on the October 15th 2011