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While sitting in your local tavern, you notice a strange presence lurking in the back corner.

 

There, at one of the tables, sits a female elf. Her dirty face, hair, and patchwork attire suggest that she's spent a long time on the road. Her shoes are very worn and scuffed, caked with mud. Her golden hair is a tangled, choppy mess, cut into jagged ends.

 

She toys with a deck of cards. In contrast to her grimy appearance, the cards seem almost perfect and pristine.

 

A small wooden sign on the table reads:

 

Fortunes Told Here!

Ask The Magic Cards!

 

So? Do you ask her for a reading?

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Demagol walks up, arching a brow "Wot are ye doin'?"

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Mithius hurries on over to the table, nearly shoving Demagol out of the way "Is this free?" The dark elf says swiftly, still catching his breath from the brief run to his current location.

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Demagol walks up, arching a brow "Wot are ye doin'?"

 

Pern smiles a little. "Telling fortunes. You have a question about your future? I can answer it." She begins shuffling her deck.

 

She looks at the dark elf, head tilted slightly. "First one is. Second one, you have to pay for."

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Brennen requests a fortune! 

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She looks at the dark elf, head tilted slightly. "First one is. Second one, you have to pay for."

 

"One reading then, madam! Impress me and I might spend gold on more!"

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Brennen requests a fortune! 

 

Pern peers at the man. "It'd help me if you had a question for the cards. They like it better when there's something specific you want to ask."

 

"One reading then, madam! Impress me and I might spend gold on more!"

 

 

"Excellent. What's your question?"

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"How does my future look?.. Economically, emotionally, you decide! Surprise me."

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Licius enters the tavern briefly after his close cousin, a wry leer forming on his lips, eyes somewhat widening before he'd march elegantly forth to the fortune teller's table, exclaiming proudly.

 

"I request one reading, dear."

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"Will I find love again? Or more broadly, what does the future hold?"

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Demagol shrugs as he's shoved back, turning and walking out, muttering under his breathe "Fortune tellin'..bad stuff..

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Mithras smiles, "Nice to see you again, Pern. Do you believe I can achieve anything?" 

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Eliza wanders over to the woman, taking a seat across from her once there is no longer another person occupying the fortune teller's time. Having not overheard the woman tell the earlier man, she places a slip of paper on the table stating it's good for a sum of minas from her bank holding. "One reading, please, Miss fortune-lady. How will I die?" She asks, tilting her head to the side.

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Ser Paul Jr. walks in, a frown on his face.

 

"Will I ever find love, friend?" 

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Ser Paul Jr. walks in, a frown on his face.

 

"Will I ever find love, friend?" 

Brennen pats Paul on the back, "It's okay friend, I am lonely too. A good politician like yourself will surely find love!"

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