Dice are good. Dice are bad. Dice are both at the same time, which is the most goblin thing possible.
Buy many. Hoard them. Name them. Accuse them of cheating. Throw the cursed ones into the river (they always float back somehow). Roll them for important life decisions like “should I eat this mushroom” or “is that Adventurer looking at my shinies.”
And remember the ancient goblin wisdom:
The dice do not hate you.
The dice are simply honest about how much the universe hates you.
Now hand over your shiny ones. Grik is reviewing them next.