The few sets of dice I own are notoriously lucky, averaging between 11 and 14 on the rolls of the twenty-sided ones. They seem to impart this quality on any who use them, except for the two most unlucky players I have known. Fortunately, whatever quality imbued in them does increase their range of rolling; in place of rolling strings of 1s, 2s, or 3s, the dice consistently roll 2 to 5 for them, with upper bounds of 10. This also leads to the issue of players sometimes snatching my dice to roll them in the hopes of being so lucky, something that earns them a swat by this particular Smilodon.

As the rule goes, never use a Crown Royal bag if the drink itself is unfinished. Apparently it curses not just your dice, but your rolling habits as well.