[ Truth be told, the factions on this planet feel fairly meaningless to Doumanー Zenith or Meridian, the trials the Shard-Bearers face seem trite and monotonous, the same slog from a different angle. There are allies and enemies in both, and asking Tyki which insouciant God he's pledged loyalty to feels moot.

So. He doesn't ask. Instead: ] Ah, of course, how uncouth of me! They call me Ashiya Doumanー a humble onmyouji hailing from Hinomoto-no-kuni. A pleasure, Tyki-dono.

[ An antiquated way to refer to Japan. More context, as he settles and flicks three paper dolls from out under his sleeve to lay on the table. ]

As for what to bet... mm! Small odds for the first game, perhapsー some spells, for something of yours.