Looks like a grimoire forgotten in the crypt of an ancient vampire… or just the work of a brilliant Geneva artisan, stubborn and slightly turbo-charged on coffee. With its carved wood, gothic wings and style halfway between dark magic and elegant gloom, this box doesn’t just store your dice: it judges them, blesses them, and launches them toward their fate (usually tragic, but stylish).

On the outside, the sculpted wings spread like a warning: “Here, dice know how to fly… but rarely in the right direction.” The lid opens with theatrical flair, revealing a cleverly organized tray: pen slot, hexagonal compartments for your favorite dice, a padded rolling area for overly enthusiastic throws. Every detail breathes true craftsmanship — the kind that smells like wood dust, ink, and passion.

The base turns into a large storage chest: sheets, accessories, tokens, shameful secrets… everything fits. And it closes with an elegance bordering on insolence, as if it remembered a time when vampires were still polite.

Fully customizable, it can bear your name, your character’s name, or even a dramatic message like “May the dice favor you” — which guarantees absolutely nothing, but always looks impressive.

This box is a mix of magic, theatre, and pure role-playing mischief.
The kind of object that makes players say: “What is this wonder?”
And you reply: “Far from you. You’ve already broken three pencils.”