A while after she arrived near the gambling house, there was a sudden commotion outside of it. She couldn’t exactly tell what it was about, so she got a bit closer to the establishment out of curiosity to find out what was going on. After walking around for a minute, she picked up on a rumor that a lich was in the house. Of course that was pretty unusual. How could a lich find out about Old Ma’s house? Was it interested in gambling, or here to cause trouble? Normally, people would associate it to danger because that was how it was. You see a supernatural creature that isn’t glowing or doesn’t have shiny wings, they’re probably a threat.
Now, Kaiser was even more intrigued. “Curiouser...curiouser,” she mumbled, staring straight through the windows in an attempt to steal a glance of the lich. If she remembered correctly, she had never met a lich in person. She had only heard of their existence and knew that there were very few liches in Fiore. Tempted to see one face to face, she decided that it would be tonight. She was going to make an appearance in Old Ma, risking her chance of going to the other houses without being noticed, but hopefully it was worth it...to see a lich.
Without further hesitation, Kaiser entered the house, no stranger to the stares that she received. It was rare to see a woman looking like herself inside a gambling house, which was why she was easily recognized. Most of the women present were either much older, or less attractive compared to her. It wasn’t hard for her to spot the supernatural being that was rumored to be in here. It was much bigger than most of the men, and everyone’s attention was on the lich, until Kaiser stepped in, of course. It seemed like there were a few people who knew of her, for some reason. She walked up to the table where the lich was, very aware that most of the people near the creature were frightened for their lives. Kaiser, however, just stayed cautious enough to be safe since she couldn’t predict if they were friendly or not, and if any unexpected or hostile actions were made from anyone in here, of course she would act accordingly. After all, she was in a gambling house.
“May I join?” she would ask the dealer and the lich, making sure both parties proved to have no ill intentions towards her before asking, though her eyes were fixed on the undead creature. The more she looked at it, the more unreal it appeared to her. No one else dared to join their table, and the dealer looked up at the lich, as if it depended on him whether or not she was allowed to join.