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Video: UN - Runeseeker
[Vira-lorr is relaxed in a small looking room saturated with baubles and accoutrement of a fortune teller. Anyone with even the slightest familiarity can tell that almost everything in the room other than the deck of cards next to her are just for show. Nothing there looks like it has power, but it definitely gives the feel of mysticism one would expect from one of the Rom or the like performing fortune telling. She's dressed in a black and red Ao Dai and clearly more at ease than she'd been early on.]
Well, I think I'm just about as set up as I can be. I know that a nice young tiefling lad has already offered his services as a fortune teller, and so I'll do likewise. I've set up shop, at the western edge of the Cellar Door, should anyone want their fortunes told. My second sight has returned, though it is vague at the best of times, in fairness. So, be careful how closely you rely on it.
And, should you wish, I can try to help with any matters of a mystical nature that happen along. My spells may no longer work, but I still know a bit about the arcane arts, so I can offer what insight I can glean. I might be able to help figure something out with you. And... lately I've been getting strange flashes when I touch certain objects, so it might be useful.
If you want fencing lessons, I'm available once or twice a week, on Mondays and Thursdays. We should all learn to defend ourselves, and for some? A light blade has its uses.
[There was a pause. She leaned to the side and rested her chin on her hand before sighing.]
And I don't think I need to warn most of you. Stock up on necessities before next month. October was always a difficult month. Until it proves otherwise, I'd just assume we prepare for the worse. It's been far too quiet so far and I'm not a trusting girl.
Incidentally, I have a special request if any of you have taken up artificing. There's no real rush, just... please contact me privately.
Well, I think I'm just about as set up as I can be. I know that a nice young tiefling lad has already offered his services as a fortune teller, and so I'll do likewise. I've set up shop, at the western edge of the Cellar Door, should anyone want their fortunes told. My second sight has returned, though it is vague at the best of times, in fairness. So, be careful how closely you rely on it.
And, should you wish, I can try to help with any matters of a mystical nature that happen along. My spells may no longer work, but I still know a bit about the arcane arts, so I can offer what insight I can glean. I might be able to help figure something out with you. And... lately I've been getting strange flashes when I touch certain objects, so it might be useful.
If you want fencing lessons, I'm available once or twice a week, on Mondays and Thursdays. We should all learn to defend ourselves, and for some? A light blade has its uses.
[There was a pause. She leaned to the side and rested her chin on her hand before sighing.]
And I don't think I need to warn most of you. Stock up on necessities before next month. October was always a difficult month. Until it proves otherwise, I'd just assume we prepare for the worse. It's been far too quiet so far and I'm not a trusting girl.
Incidentally, I have a special request if any of you have taken up artificing. There's no real rush, just... please contact me privately.

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That doesn't surprise me. Their gifts are often strange and surreal.
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You're remarkably unfazed by all of this. That's... actually really comforting. So thanks.
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[She couldn't even call them Dad Jokes could she?]
Thank you. Though... I admit? Three years... It teaches you to accept things that most of us would not otherwise. This month? really hasn't been as bad as anything I know. It's been very easy.
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I've seen some really weird shit, but this is a whole other level. I weirdly don't mind much, though? I miss some people, but overall... I dunno. Feels like home.
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You come from a very strange town then. Ah, but that will help in its own way, and at the very least people will go out of their way to help, I think. If there's one thing we've learned, it's that no matter how awful someone might have been in their world, we have to stick together here.
Hah. You should have seen one man I met a while back. still not sure I should have trusted Mister J quite as much as we did, but he never did cause that much trouble as far as I know. Still, he was a disturbing fellow.
[Yes. That Mister J. He... uh, never actually got caught when he blew shit up.]
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Yeah. I do.
Mister Jay, huh? Was he a real creep? I've still yet to meet anybody as awful as my old third grade teacher. Darth Maul is kinda psycho, I guess, but he doesn't seem like... batshit crazy and mean.
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I even believe I saw him not stab someone on camera for once the other day. Improvement!
[She managed a bit of a bitter laugh. For all that she did like certain things about Maul, the man had issues.]
J was ... a man with nasty scars along his lips and a very bad reputation with a few people from his world. I think he was a dangerous, violent man at one time, probably still is. We never spoke that much. He helped in local defense from time to time, but it was very much a "shared survival" sort of thing with him.
He always seemed to be thinking, his mind ever working, and there was always a perverse, twisted joke on his lips.
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[Kyle smiles a little.] I mean... with some people, that really is.
[He listens, and his smile doesn't fade.] I know the type.
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[She sighed and scratched the back of her head.]
I would say that I'm sorry. though desperation makes for strange bedfellows, some can feel you leaving uncomfortable. Still, sometimes it can really open your mind in others.
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So. You said fencing lessons?
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...I did that that sweet axe I found home with me, though.
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