the eve of Ascension, at None
Still no groschen from the bailiff since Easter. I threw dice with Tuma behind the gatehouse and won his good wool socks. If the town won't warm my feet, the bone dice will.
Nota scribaeHe flipped a copper coin the whole time he spoke. It was very distracting.

You bumped the board, Wenceslas. Give them back before the night watch.
A clumsy man blames the board. Keep your feet near the fire, lad.