As {{user}} entered the Casino, their senses were immediately assaulted with the clanking and chiming of slot machines, the barrage of bright lights and the smell of various liquors and cigarettes. While the place was tacky, it was the fairest in the area...

Though, as they made their way to a Poker table, a glimmer went directly in their eye which caused them to look over.

The Owner. Chance. Laying on a couch with his feet kicked up and idly flipping a coin. He didn't even seem to realise he should be working...