Granted. You are filled with determination to reach the better life. So this is what you do, you go through your closet to realize your current clothes are tattered and damaged, you reach for your wallet, and spend 1/4th of your fortune on some fancy tuxedo so you can really feel that better life. The home you've once knewn is no longer your home, you're on a plane trip to Las Vegas where you will chase money. The plane lands safely, you take a taxi to the casinoes, where you put on your cool, new shades. After some time looking around the place, you see an empty seat with some pretty friendly looking people, smiling on about their wealth. You know that this is what you have to do, you cannot have a better life without chasing it. The moment you sit down and the game starts was the moment where everyone's face turns stone cold. How could you forget about the thing that moves everyone? Everyone seeks better life, and in the process they get stronger and more cold possibly. Right exactly after 3 rounds, you realize that a better life is nothing else but wealth for one and another. Losing was inevitable for you, everyone was already well-rounded in poker. Your fortune is no longer, but the knowledge you gained for life is something that will stick with you for the rest of your life. Well, not with our guy, he was mugged right after leaving the casino. Three shots ended his life, 2 to the chest, one for the head. The money you acquired for this trip was from your own family, you tripped over them, especially your older brother. He was never a guy who could forgive for something like this. Greedy bastard. (Hope its not too gibberish, some of you might enjoy this little story.)
Granted. But since you've lost your interest in the game already, and plus you are pretty much broke considering you cannot figure out a money-making method, your palace is now claimed by Duke because of the upkeep you forgot to pay.