mollymauk tealeaf (
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deernet2021-09-04 04:22 pm
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[A few days after everyone's settled in, this pops up:]
—working now? Oh, good, that took so much longer than I thought it would.
[To those well-versed in such things, they might quickly identify the androgynous figure onscreen right now, dressed in an eyesore of a coat, as a tiefling: there are the horns, the tail, the lavender skin, the red and pupil-less eyes. To those who aren't? Jesus, it's another fuckin' weirdo, and he's giving the camera a bow.]
Mollymauk Tealeaf, formerly of Exandria and the Mighty Nein and now of Trench, at your service! I'm a bit lacking in funds at the moment, so if you have some coin to spare, come to Cellar Door. I've set up near one of the statues. [And he pans the camera up to show an artistic, distinctive statue of a woman dancing, with cloth draped over her arms. Then down to a little portable table with a set of tarot cards laid out.]
For just two coppers, or whatever the equivalent is here, I'll tell you what the future has in store for you. Doesn't that sound like a steal to you?
[Advertisement over, he gets serious, and adds:]
Oh, and—if anyone from the Mighty Nein is here? Let me know you're safe. [Please.]
—working now? Oh, good, that took so much longer than I thought it would.
[To those well-versed in such things, they might quickly identify the androgynous figure onscreen right now, dressed in an eyesore of a coat, as a tiefling: there are the horns, the tail, the lavender skin, the red and pupil-less eyes. To those who aren't? Jesus, it's another fuckin' weirdo, and he's giving the camera a bow.]
Mollymauk Tealeaf, formerly of Exandria and the Mighty Nein and now of Trench, at your service! I'm a bit lacking in funds at the moment, so if you have some coin to spare, come to Cellar Door. I've set up near one of the statues. [And he pans the camera up to show an artistic, distinctive statue of a woman dancing, with cloth draped over her arms. Then down to a little portable table with a set of tarot cards laid out.]
For just two coppers, or whatever the equivalent is here, I'll tell you what the future has in store for you. Doesn't that sound like a steal to you?
[Advertisement over, he gets serious, and adds:]
Oh, and—if anyone from the Mighty Nein is here? Let me know you're safe. [Please.]

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[This guy’s going to be an easy sell, Molly can tell. It’s just a matter of picking the right words to get him here, so he can do the reading.]
Come try it out. If you’re a little busy, I’ll do a quicker read than my usual. [Kindly:] Whatever it is you’re wrestling with, I won’t tell a soul.
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[ Okay so clearly he is basically already sold, and conveniently he's quite nearby, having just come from the market. He isn't exactly busy, but it does sound nice to perhaps know what's coming for him. Flynn has always secretly liked this kind of thing, even if he's never really let himself act on those impulses. It's fun: something he doesn't let himself have often these days.
So at that promise of--secrecy? Does he need that?--Flynn smiles tentatively. ]
How does it work? I assume it's hard to find any details. My own magic has been working strangely, I assume because there is no aer here.
[ He is on his way. Sold. ]
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[Hook, line, and sinker! And he's even bringing food, this is great, everything's coming up Mollymauk today, and he needs it because it has honestly been a rather shitty week.]
I usually do a three-card spread, to represent your past, present, and your future. I'm guided by a higher power to the best card, but they can be rather vague, so the interpretations are mine and can be a bit flawed. I will say, though, my own connection to higher powers is a bit shaky at the moment, since I'm an entire world away, but I'm sure it'll work well enough. [Considering it's literally just cold-reading and guesswork, yeah, probably will. There is the occasional tingle, but he tends not to fall back on that so much.]
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I admit, I haven't had anything like this done before. There was someone in the Lower Quarter who would offer fortunes for a small fee—my home, before this place—but she refused to do any readings for me, for some reason.
[ Because Flynn is, maybe, the golden boy of the Lower Quarter and also because Yuri made his feelings on similar things very clear, and they went everywhere together. ]
And I certainly can't blame you for feeling disconnected. That has been... disorienting. To say the least.
Oh—
[ Flynn rounds a corner into a proper little square and pauses, spotting the figure at the far end. He drops his Omni in favor of waving. Apparently, very close by! ]