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Antonio claims that many Vistani women are supposedly blessed with prescience: the ability to glimpse the fate of non-Vistani men and women. And of all the great Vistani fortune-tellers, none compares to Madam Eva. This is who the Vistani tavern owners in Barovia sent you here to speak to.
You and Ireena duck into the tent at the edge of the encampment. Magic flames cast a reddish glow over the interior, revealing a low table covered in a black velvet cloth. Glints of light seem to flash from a crystal ball on the table as a hunched figure peers into its depths.
As she speaks, her voice crackles like dry weeds. "At last you appear!" Cackling laughter bursts like mad lightning from her withered lips. "Aranuel, the blind traveller! And Ireena, the unfortunate vessel, the flower of the curse!"
You and Ireena exchange a glance.
"I... what?" you ask.
"Oh, your destiny here is strong. I can see it already. And yet you do not trust! Why would you? It is as they say! Be careful as you seek knowledge, that you do not reveal your own hand."
You stare at Madame Eva blankly, as if waiting for more information. You can't really think of a good response to what she said.
"Uh," Ireena speaks, "we were told to speak to you. Aranuel said two Vistan-"
"Yes," she says. "Please, take a seat. We will begin immediately."
After a brief pause, you and Ireena take a seat at the stools that have been placed in front of the table.
The woman pulls out a deck of cards. She begins shuffling them, and you notice that they have strange illustrations on them that you have not seen anywhere else - depictions of knights, wizards, monarchs, priests, and horsemen.
She pulls out a smaller deck and shuffles it as well, laying them out on the table to your right. Closing her eyes, she places her right hand over the surface of the larger deck.
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