40 Summer 518
Nahaali sat on her chair in front of her covered wagon in the Baroque Bay district. They were average quality, able to hold her and her clients up with just a little bit of creaking from use. Her guard dog Woofus sat to the right of her, between her and her horse Patch, who was eating from a bowl of feed. Woofus watched passerby with wary, suspicious eyes. He knew not to growl when most people came forward, but he could sniff out ill intentions within seconds. When he was on-edge about an approaching person, Nahaali knew to be cautious.
Her hair was tied up in a loose bun to keep it out of her face. It allowed clients to see her face clearly, giving them a false sense of trust more than if she had parts of her face hidden. A sign was placed on the side of the wagon's base, about chest-level for an average human standing. Mystic Readings. The front and back openings in the wagon's cover was covered with cloth to keep people from seeing inside, and those who got too close drew Woofus' attention.
On a good day, Nahaali could get at least three medium-priced readings, mostly from newcomers and travelling merchants. Children were also common to read for, since their innocence and naivity made fortune telling some wonderous and magical thing. Nahaali didn't care for children one way or another, similar to most things. Sure she could put on a smile and speak with one with enthusiasm, but she didn't really care.
Around nine bells, a young girl and her mother walked by. They seemed fairly well-off from their clothing, and Nahaali figured they were on a ship that stopped here during their voyage. As they passed, Nahaali started shuffling her deck and playing around with them to catch the girl's attention. The girl widened her eyes as she watched, and stopped in front of her table. "Oh, wow! Are you a psychic?"
"Elise, manners." The mother scolded.
"Oh, sorry." The girl blushed and adjusted her stance. "Hello, ma'am. Are you a psychic?"
Nahaali chuckled, shuffling as she spoke. "Eh, not really a psychic, per se. I'm a fortune teller. I can't see yer future, but I can help give you words o' wisdom for it."
"Oh, Mommy!" Elise turned back to face her mother. "Can I get my fortune told? Please?"
The mother looked at Nahaali. She had that ignorant look to her eye, someone who could easily be swindled out of a couple extra miza. Nahaali gave the woman a wide smile, and put the deck down on the table, spreading them out face-down with one quick flick of her hand. "Jus' a gold miza fer a simple readin', ma'am, ain't much."
The woman stepped forward, digging out the mizas and handing them over. Nahaali motioned for Elise to sit at the chair opposite of her. She sat down excitedly while the woman watched just behind her.
"For a simple readin', I'm'a do a three-card spread. First card's yer past, second's yer present and third's yer future. How's that sound, young ma'am?"
Elise nodded with a wide grin, and Nahaali motions to the cards spread on the table. "Pick three, then. Don't look at 'em, just set 'em down next to each other face-down."
WC: 552
Her hair was tied up in a loose bun to keep it out of her face. It allowed clients to see her face clearly, giving them a false sense of trust more than if she had parts of her face hidden. A sign was placed on the side of the wagon's base, about chest-level for an average human standing. Mystic Readings. The front and back openings in the wagon's cover was covered with cloth to keep people from seeing inside, and those who got too close drew Woofus' attention.
On a good day, Nahaali could get at least three medium-priced readings, mostly from newcomers and travelling merchants. Children were also common to read for, since their innocence and naivity made fortune telling some wonderous and magical thing. Nahaali didn't care for children one way or another, similar to most things. Sure she could put on a smile and speak with one with enthusiasm, but she didn't really care.
Around nine bells, a young girl and her mother walked by. They seemed fairly well-off from their clothing, and Nahaali figured they were on a ship that stopped here during their voyage. As they passed, Nahaali started shuffling her deck and playing around with them to catch the girl's attention. The girl widened her eyes as she watched, and stopped in front of her table. "Oh, wow! Are you a psychic?"
"Elise, manners." The mother scolded.
"Oh, sorry." The girl blushed and adjusted her stance. "Hello, ma'am. Are you a psychic?"
Nahaali chuckled, shuffling as she spoke. "Eh, not really a psychic, per se. I'm a fortune teller. I can't see yer future, but I can help give you words o' wisdom for it."
"Oh, Mommy!" Elise turned back to face her mother. "Can I get my fortune told? Please?"
The mother looked at Nahaali. She had that ignorant look to her eye, someone who could easily be swindled out of a couple extra miza. Nahaali gave the woman a wide smile, and put the deck down on the table, spreading them out face-down with one quick flick of her hand. "Jus' a gold miza fer a simple readin', ma'am, ain't much."
The woman stepped forward, digging out the mizas and handing them over. Nahaali motioned for Elise to sit at the chair opposite of her. She sat down excitedly while the woman watched just behind her.
"For a simple readin', I'm'a do a three-card spread. First card's yer past, second's yer present and third's yer future. How's that sound, young ma'am?"
Elise nodded with a wide grin, and Nahaali motions to the cards spread on the table. "Pick three, then. Don't look at 'em, just set 'em down next to each other face-down."
WC: 552