Al-Rassad walks into the tavern, his typical cocky,self confident grin on his face, and pulls two polished white cubes from a concealed pouch
"Anyone up for some friendly gambling?"
"Of course dwarf, since you are the recipient of the challenge, you may choose the game and terms. So what will it be? evens and odds or closest number?"
Rassad smiles slightly
"Although i will warn you that i dont have much to gamble with at the moment other than my services as a sorcerer and as a lover, and im not into beards."
Folnir waves him over to a table he is sitting at.
"Take a seat friend, I'm always ready for a game of chance." The dwarf said taking a swig from his tankard.