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A Soothsayer Comes


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Beneath the sleeping spires of Haelun’or, during the pitch of night, a blind Elf erects a tent in a quiet corner of the market. A place with a distinctive purpose; to foresee, and to foretell.

 

 

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Proudly, the Elf nails the final peg, and during that same tranquil night, a note is pinned to Haelun’or’s notice board:

 

 

 

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The little Sibylla gives a smile to her playmate as he told her of the notice he’d seen, her milky and unseeing eyes lighting up at the news.

“She be unseeing like moi? Mayhaps moi should pop in to say slava...”

The little girl would grab her cane, preparing to trust in Mamuna to guide her to Haelun’or.

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As Adran walked around the market he would see a new tent, approaching it he’d read the sign with curiosity “Oh look at this, a fortune teller.” It was rare to see something like this in Haelun’or. As he walks towards the gate-house for gate-duty he’d wonder if his friends would like to learn their future, he’d chuckle a bit before continuing on with the day.

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