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A Discworld drabble

Sergeant Colon pulled an angry, spitting Corporal Nobbs from the middle of the fight by what would have passed for a shirt collar on any normal watchman.*

“What’s going on ‘ere then?”

“Fred! Arrest him. He’s cheating.” Nobby pointed to the dark-robed priest. “He’s got marked dice.”

“Hand ‘em over.” Colon inspected the ivory cubes. “They’re not marked at all” he said.

“I’m a supplicant of Blind Io,” explained the priest. “They’re perfectly normal. All seven sides are supposed to be blank.”


*On Nobby this amounted to several rusty rings on the chainmail shirt he wore ‘to keep himself aired’.

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