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Gwynedd Fortune Teller - Page 28

A lone figure wrapped in a heavy leather cloak wanders towards the gates of the castle, his lantern held before him. He reaches the gate and hesitates before raising a gloved fist and knocking thrice. "Hello! Is anyone there? I was told this is where I can discover my destiny!"

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Gwynedd Villager, Krusten says...

Hearing a knock at her door she wonders if those foolish gossipers have a mind to tell her something more. She marches down the steps that leads to her oaken double doors. She opens to see a rather odd no faced stranger.

"Destiny? What destiny is that? Who are you, where are you from and what makes you feel worthy to knock my doors?"

Out of Character: Welcome, beware Krusten never plays nice. You will need to get some FP so you can fix up your posts.

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The hood and leather mask around his face leave only a small portion around his eyes visible. He gives a small but well practiced bow before speaking with a slight accent.

"Only the destiny of ascension! I am Ser Locke and I come from a beautiful land far to the west, I have seen countless wonders but none so wondrous and alluring as the fair maiden standing before me. I have heard tales of a woman who sees the past and future and I must know the truth for myself. I assume you are her?"

Edited: Demonic on 15th Apr, 2015 - 4:43am

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Gwynedd Villager, Krusten says...

"Ha!" She says while her hands are on her hips. She continues,

"You think flattery will get the best of me today?"

Then shifting to one side, "I'm not about to let someone I do not know into my fine castle, for all I know you might be here to rob or worst!"

Her brown slowly shapes into a frown.

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You heard through the grape vine that there is a planned Kidnapping of the daughter of a king in a distant place.

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His eyes narrow and his tone suddenly becomes darker, his friendly demeanor having been put down.

"If I had wished to rob you or cut your throat, I would have scaled your wall and been out with your life and valuables before sunrise. I assure you my intentions are genuine and as pure as your beauty, my lady."

He rests a hand on the hilt of the blade strapped to his waist, twirling a strand of hair that is laced to the pommel.

"If your wish is for me to relinquish my armaments then I may oblige your request and if you allow me to rest here, I will share my stories with you. Please, I am weathered and have travelled long and far to find you."

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Gwynedd Villager, Krusten says...

Krusten considers the stranger's words but is not so easily persuaded. She says questioningly, "But that is strange, I do not 'advertise' nor is my past clients from elsewhere so how did you both find me and know that I'm a fortune teller?"

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"Word travels quickly among travellers such as myself, and rumors of magic travel especially fast. I had to pull many strings in order to discover your true location. Finding you was fate."