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[h1][color=f49ac2]Amaris Marivaldi[/color][/h1]
[sub]Interacting with: [color=fc8686]Madalyn[/color] [@Achronum][/sub]
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The Countess should have suspected a change in rules other than the reward payout, but she found herself momentarily distracted by the reappearance of the trio of color. It was just like before with the ‘challenge’ of selecting a bell as she once again faced the three primary shades, this time as part of the cards and her now limited chips. She initially thought the whole thing absurd, as what was the point of anything they had done previously in the game now that everything had changed so much, but she couldn’t help the excitement that fueled her.

“[color=f49ac2]You’re quite the magician. So if I am to understand this correctly, a victory on our part is a simple two thirds majority. Betting closes at the end, meaning we can change our bets accordingly at any time until then, and I assume we are free to decide together as before? Let me ask you this then; the order in which we are betting… is it a set order yellow, blue, red or is that also part of our riddle to figure out?[/color]” The last thing Amaris needed was to get tripped up on a technicality. There was something about the dealer that reminded her of the serpent, though she couldn’t exactly place what it was. She got the sense that a trap had been placed and that she had danced her way right into the midst of a spider’s web, yet the thrill of hunt only spurred her on more.

Despite having just asked her question, the Countess’ mind was already at work breaking down what she could. The easiest place to start was by filtering out the gender of the selection, the riddle seemingly pointing to the ‘mournful man’ over his daughter but it was going to take a lot more than that to narrow it down. That had only eliminated five of the potential faces leaving more than she would have cared to sift through, but a better start than none. Amaris also thought it rather safe to eliminate the mages as well based on the daughter mentioned in the riddle. She doubted any of the children had spawn of their own so young, and certainly none that would have spawn old enough themselves to be turning anyone to ash.

Having narrowed her personal guess down to the house heads, Amaris shifted her gaze to her partner to see if Maddie had any thoughts of her own. As far as the Countess was aware, the noble representatives were in the same boat as the mages concerning offspring. Based on her assumptions, that left her with Count Lutheran, Lord Peiron, and the late Lord Ralmevik.

[color=f49ac2][i]It’s been a while since I’ve looked at the family trees. Who all has daughters again?[/i][/color] Amaris thought to herself silently.