Echoes of Empire IC

Venus said:
"What can ye tell about me future Sir?"

Garelick smiles and then begins to speak.

"The dwarves fortunes are tied to the earth, more than to the sky, and I am a student of the fortunes of the stars. A geomancer would be better able to help you, but I see some of the truths."

"You, sir dwarf, do not share the souls of your people. Your body is your birth's only. I see the animals around you. Their souls are more like yours than hammer and axe."

"As for you, I see sadness, and flight in your future as well. I see you buried alive... I see light."

"Your spirit is young, I think. Not staid and stone like other dwarves."

"Your night sky was south, at birth. I see the Deer Herd. I see a great darkness, an old sadness, old wounds that will never heal, though you might try."

"Finally, I see wings. Great black wings. I see flames, and death. Screams. Screaming, soon."

Garelick sighs sadly.

"Please, do not pay me for this vision... I saw no good, only the foul."
 
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Alustarimm approaches Garelick, sniffling at the old man and smiling. I have little coin,Seer of Things Not Yet Come to Pass...but I would know my future. Will I rescue my Brother soon?My sister? They are my foremost thoughts and concern...'
The Skaven clears his throat, he had tried to sound 'civilized', something he has tried since his Freedom became reality.
Alu digs into his pouch, pulling out a silver coin from his nearly gone cash.
 

"Father assist me!"

Endor looks terrified as the seer tells his future.

"I'll be needin' another drink barkeep, 'cause me heart just skipped a beat or two."

He walks up to the bar and puts down another 3 silver pieces.
 

"Mmmm, Ssseer have niccce visionsss, yesss-yesss. Krasssslik lovesss musssic of ssscreamsss," the skaven mutters to himself and makes his way over to Garelick.

"My future too mussst you tell me! I would know sssecretsss of time passsed but not yet come."
 

Arask is disappointed. "Well if I ever need your services...," she says. She joins the other at the fortune teller's table and seems amused.

"Well tell MY fortune now," she says.
 

Alu's Fortune

Uriel_fire_of_Heaven said:
I have little coin,Seer of Things Not Yet Come to Pass...but I would know my future. Will I rescue my Brother soon?My sister? They are my foremost thoughts and concern...'

Garelick smiles weakly when he sees three more wanting their fortunes read.

"Always happy to have a nights work", he mutters, before staring off into space a bit. He then continues into his fortune reading.

"For you, I see old pains. Blood, yours and others. I see many like you passing before your eyes like a waterfall, came and gone. There is resolve behind your eyes. Resolve and sadness. The sadness is not yet over, but it may be soon enough."

"For you, I see a blade, curved and wicked, covered in blood. I think it may be yours... I see a green field, and a family... it also might be yours.... for you, there are many paths ahead. It is hard to gauge which will be yours... I see a yellow robed dwarf... he stands behind a group of your race and laughs."

"Your birth night looked to the north, and there you saw King Skaznich... first king of the Skaven. The gods brought him to the skies to look after your people forever. Perhaps he yet looks down on you... you've had a lucky life, regardless of its suffering. I also see the Obsidian General, and the Flautist, though I do not know why they should matter. I am not infallible."

Garelick smiles, and takes Alu's hand.

"You must never forget that love and trust are as strong a force as hate and ignorance. They yet live, and they yet hope to see you again."

Garelick coughs, then smiles.

"Give me a moment, and I will continue with the other two fortunes. The strain it takes on my senses is sometimes immense."

Garelick yells for a drink.
 
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Krasslik's Fortune

"Ahem."

Garelick turns to Krasslik, and begins to stare off into space, the telltale sign that he is trying to read a fortune.

"For you, I see old pain, tempered like steel into a blade. I see hatred stoked like a coalfire, anger forced through the bellows. You are a forge of spite, and you allow the heat to sear even your friends and family."

"I see looming power... a god watches you and your fellows. But I do not think it is the god you hope it is. I see pale flesh and paler souls."

"You carry a burden with you... a seething evil that is not your own... a prisoner bound to this world... it is angry. It is hidden. It is here."

Garelick shudders.

"You know of what I speak. Now, no more of it. He hears our thoughts. He knows you and your kin. He knows where you are taking him. He knows why. He revels in suffering. He laughs at the thought of his goal, and that innocents convey him to it."

Garelick hangs his head.

"No more of the near future for you, sir Rat. Your future is like a split hair... I do not know your path... you may yet surprise yourself."

"In the distance, I see a hanging standard, red and black. I see the ground weep at the passing of iron shoes, many of them, marching on a lost place. I see the stones of the earth, poisoned. I see rings like a tree, the plans of many laid around one goal. And deep beneath lines of lies, I see a smiling mask."
 

Arask's Fortune

"Your thoughts are closed to me... that is strange. Much of your past is silent to me. The stars do not sing your name as loudly as the others."

"Nevertheless, you do have a past, and a future. I see the future through the shroud of pain. You will cause pain, and you will endure pain. There are things which you seek which you will never gain... or the cost will be too great."

"You will find that many things that seem iron are but old wood, frail and fragile, ready to break at the least strain. The resolve of one who shall be close to you is but one of these things."

Garelick sighs, then continues.

"There are many things I do not see. Important things. I cannot see your birth stars, cannot see the stars which will rule your important times. There are many things I do not see, and the stars are silent. Perhaps the Gods have a task for you, and do not wish me to enlighten you with it. They are like that."

"I am sorry. My fortune was poor. If you have a question you would like answered directly, I will do so for you for free."
 

Alu puts the shiny silver coin on the table in front of Garelick. 'Thank you, Gran'father...' The Skaven then turns with an odd contented look upon his face and returns to his table, a bemused smile upon his lips.
 

"You tell niccce ssstory, but isss riddlesss. You do not hear ssscreamsss for Krassslik? But I hear them, yesss-yesss, I do.

"You do not sssee my path? Your sssight meansss nothing, then, but yet I thank you."

Krasslik spins a pair of gold coins across the table and retreats to the solitude of his room.

"In morning then we complete our tasssk."
 

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