[Tyche, the Olympian Goddess of Fortune, appreciates your assistance in her winning bet!]
[1,000 Golden Drachma have been deposited into your account.]
'Look at that, Tyche’s being generous… that’s a rarer sight to see than a unicorn popping out of the Nymph’s Forest. She must have won at least ten times that amount,' Chiron guffawed.
“This isn’t a joking matter, master… I don’t have alpha-level powers and people are going to figure that out quickly enough,” Sam hissed under his breath.