The One Eyed Bandit
rotworm
After the standard ceremonies a brown owl swept over where Lillin was sitting, dropping a sliver of paper, catching it as it fell down she unfolded it, unsurprised by the result "313, Same as as last year" Standing up and stretching she stepped out from the chairs "I think that's the end of things, I'm going to head to my room now. Best to beat the rush of people hauling their stuff to their rooms"