[That he doesn't immediately answer. Going in and just sitting himself right on the floor in the middle of the little living area. There's a couch? It's fine.]
Somewhere on Wildemount, I'm sure. If you want details about the place, you can ask Beau, she's better at that than I am.
[Shuffling the deck as he goes, mostly just laughing a bit at any judgmental tone.]
Is the information not in that device?
[Then he shrugs.]
I don't live any one particular place. The circus traveled around, then the adventuring group did as well. All the better, I say, not particularly a "roots" person.
[She blinks, though, a little bit surprised. They've talked about how they aren't from the same place, but it's still strange to hear about something so different than what she knows.]
And... You didn't have to do anything to earn the right to travel around?
[She pauses at the question, a little bit surprised again.]
Stuck? No... There's nowhere else to go. [Sometimes your entire setting is just one tower.] But, if you want to earn the right to go to a higher floor, you have to pass a test. That's why it seemed strange to me that you can travel so easily... Ah, it must be nice.
[He picks a little bit at the front of the brightly colored coat he’s wearing, before veering back into. Whatever Endorsi’s got going on. What the fuck.]
Usually it's to test strength. Strategy, too, most of the time. But nearly all of them involve a fight. Oh, but don't worry, you have to agree to it... And you can stop at any time if you don't want to take the next test they describe.
I can handle myself in a fight, certainly, but I will say - being able to move about is one of my greatest pleasures. I’d hope the same for you one day, you know.
[Ah - right. The cards. He’d stopped shuffling in the moment. But then just quickly plonks one down.
A skeletal rider on a pale horse.]
. . . Ah. That’s a little on the nose. Seriously?
Crawling out of the grave in my experience. Not my finest moment. And the card doesn’t have to be that exact. Could be simply signaling a change, a new direction because a past goal needs to be discarded, and I’ve certainly had some changes recently.
[. . . Brushing past this by putting down a second card. This time, a woman sits on a regal throne, sword in hand. Upside down.]
The Queen of Swords. Seems I’ve been a bit careless.
They have different meanings based on the way they turn. The direction can indicate a different card all together - do you remember the Eye? Reversed, it is the Hand. Obscuring, possibly, or protective. Holding you safely above the raging ocean, or threatening to drop you into the water. But perhaps while there is safety in the palm, there’s some truth in the dark water. It could be any number of things!
[Smiling, lightly.]
. . . Which of course is why I’m paid coin to help guide those who don’t have the same sight that I do.
As for her. Hm. When she’s upright, she knows her own self, steadfast. Decisions made. Or maybe digging into an argument too deeply and should know when to let go some.
Right now, she’s reversed, the sword faces down. Perhaps I’ve been a little loose with what I’ve revealed to strangers, or received some emotional news thats unseated some a little.
Only most of the time. By the way, do let me know if you see a sword or two around anywhere?
[The hint hint to explain . . . does not seem to work. He simply flips another card. This time, a wagon travels along a road. In the distance a cottage sits upon a hill, though somehow, it’s difficult to tell if the wagon is moving towards it or away.]
My end of the... Oh, that's right! I almost forgot. [She pulls out her phone.] Let's see, let's see. You're two years old, which seems ridiculous! You're five feet and ten inches tall, you weigh one hundred and sixty pounds, your sign is Scorpio...? I'm not sure what that means. But, hm, your extraordinary skills are as follows! Dual wielding, mocking things to death, speaking in tongues, dying, finding the party, freaky blood magic, having too many eyes, sword-spinning, undying...
[A beat, before she just decides to just skip over the dick one.]
And fortune telling! And you have oracle cards in your inventory, which we both already knew.
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[That he doesn't immediately answer. Going in and just sitting himself right on the floor in the middle of the little living area. There's a couch? It's fine.]
Somewhere on Wildemount, I'm sure. If you want details about the place, you can ask Beau, she's better at that than I am.
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[He's been nice to her, so she sounds maybe 10% less judgmental than she would otherwise. She takes a seat as well.]
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Is the information not in that device?
[Then he shrugs.]
I don't live any one particular place. The circus traveled around, then the adventuring group did as well. All the better, I say, not particularly a "roots" person.
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[She blinks, though, a little bit surprised. They've talked about how they aren't from the same place, but it's still strange to hear about something so different than what she knows.]
And... You didn't have to do anything to earn the right to travel around?
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No. A few forged papers for some borders and those weren't difficult to obtain. Gustav was quite handy with that sort of thing.
A princess stuck in a tower, then? [maam your cards]
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[She pauses at the question, a little bit surprised again.]
Stuck? No... There's nowhere else to go. [Sometimes your entire setting is just one tower.] But, if you want to earn the right to go to a higher floor, you have to pass a test. That's why it seemed strange to me that you can travel so easily... Ah, it must be nice.
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[He picks a little bit at the front of the brightly colored coat he’s wearing, before veering back into. Whatever Endorsi’s got going on. What the fuck.]
A test? What sort of test?
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[She's glancing towards the cards, though.]
Still, we came here for a reason, didn't we?
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[Ah - right. The cards. He’d stopped shuffling in the moment. But then just quickly plonks one down.
A skeletal rider on a pale horse.]
. . . Ah. That’s a little on the nose. Seriously?
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How so? Oh, is it because of the dying thing...?
[Just. Casually. Horrible. Someday she will remember that she was supposed to read his profile to him.]
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. . . That’s on there?
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Crawling out of the grave in my experience. Not my finest moment. And the card doesn’t have to be that exact. Could be simply signaling a change, a new direction because a past goal needs to be discarded, and I’ve certainly had some changes recently.
[. . . Brushing past this by putting down a second card. This time, a woman sits on a regal throne, sword in hand. Upside down.]
The Queen of Swords. Seems I’ve been a bit careless.
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[But she'll turn her attention to the card.]
Why is she faced that way?
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[Smiling, lightly.]
. . . Which of course is why I’m paid coin to help guide those who don’t have the same sight that I do.
As for her. Hm. When she’s upright, she knows her own self, steadfast. Decisions made. Or maybe digging into an argument too deeply and should know when to let go some.
Right now, she’s reversed, the sword faces down. Perhaps I’ve been a little loose with what I’ve revealed to strangers, or received some emotional news thats unseated some a little.
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[Thoughtfully:]
Hm... Dropped a bomb on anyone recently?
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[The smile tightens, just a bit.]
Some explosives may have been tossed about.
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[She takes a moment to decide whether to press even though he's clearly uncomfortable, because she's curious, but in the end she shrugs.]
I see. Well, not really, but...
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[The hint hint to explain . . . does not seem to work. He simply flips another card. This time, a wagon travels along a road. In the distance a cottage sits upon a hill, though somehow, it’s difficult to tell if the wagon is moving towards it or away.]
A journey then.
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[A little bit playful, before she looks down at the card.]
That one's self explanatory, then? Where do you think you'll go?
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[Tapping the card, then picking it up to look at it.]
That, I think, is exactly the question isn’t it?
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[She doesn't sound too concerned either way.]
Well, I'm sure you'll tell me the answer.
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[With a sword?]
You’ve been getting a lot of answers from me without holding up your end of the bargain. Just pointing it out.
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[She blinks.]
My end of the... Oh, that's right! I almost forgot. [She pulls out her phone.] Let's see, let's see. You're two years old, which seems ridiculous! You're five feet and ten inches tall, you weigh one hundred and sixty pounds, your sign is Scorpio...? I'm not sure what that means. But, hm, your extraordinary skills are as follows! Dual wielding, mocking things to death, speaking in tongues, dying, finding the party, freaky blood magic, having too many eyes, sword-spinning, undying...
[A beat, before she just decides to just skip over the dick one.]
And fortune telling! And you have oracle cards in your inventory, which we both already knew.
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I have no idea what a Scorpio is either.
[Hm.]
What about yours?
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