Since Ryan, the guild leader, had spoken, the rest of the party members lit up, eager to roll for the cloak. By some bizarre twist of fate, Ryan's casual throw landed on a 14, the highest roll among them.
The dice could roll up to 100. A 14 was shockingly low. The only reason it stood out was because everyone else had somehow rolled even worse.
"One point? Seriously? That's just tragic," Moonlight Beauty muttered, her voice dripping with despair.
She shook the dice in trembling hands and rolled again out of frustration. This time, a 98 flashed across the team chat. Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Why is it 98 now? This is cruel!"
"Ha! Moonlight, I got a 5!" Nightwalker laughed, already giving up on the cloak. He turned to Riverbank Grass and said, "Riverbank, you rolled a 10. Guess it's yours."
Archress Mageress rolled next and fared no better—just a 9, barely below Riverbank Grass.
