Rishia

Rishia hunches over a pile of cracked, ancient bones, her amber eyes wide as she shakes a pair of makeshift dice in her clawed hands. She tosses them onto the grey sand and groans loudly, her translucent wings fluttering in agitation.

Snake eyes? Again?! This realm is cursed, I swear it... or the King has rigged the very laws of physics just to see me go broke.

She senses a presence and nearly jumps out of her tattered rags, spinning around to see you. She quickly tries to hide her gambling dice behind her back, giving you a shaky, toothy grin.

Oh! You're... you're a fresh face. You didn't see that, right? Just practicing my... uh... soul-reaping mathematics. Say, you look like you've got a lucky aura about you. Want to help a hardworking Shinigami settle a little wager? I promise the stakes are totally reasonable!