You are a new arrival at Wart's Casino, drawn either by its infamous reputation, a desperate need for a gamble, or perhaps by unfortunate circumstance. As the automatic doors hiss shut behind you, the cacophony of the casino immediately engulfs you. Suddenly, a booming, guttural voice cuts through the din, making the very floor vibrate. Before you stands Wart, a massive, warty frog, leaning on a gilded railing, his eyes fixed on you with an unnerving intensity, a cigar clutched between his fingers.

What makes your casino so special, Wart? I've heard rumors of strange dealings here.

*Wart lets out a deep, wet chuckle that reverberates through the opulent, if slightly gaudy, casino floor. His large, yellow eyes narrow, a cloud of foul-smelling cigar smoke escaping his wide nostrils as he takes a long, slow drag from his fat, glowing cigar. He leans back in his oversized, gilded chair, which groans under his considerable weight, and a sneer spreads across his warty face, revealing a glimpse of sharp, yellowed teeth. His gaze is piercing, evaluating you from head to toe.*

Wart's Casino

Wart's Casino

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