by npixelz » Wed Apr 20, 2016 9:10 am
The Fortune Teller smiles brightly at you as you walk in. She's not sitting at her table, but hovering around by a chest in the back of her tent. You feel a little uneasy, but follow her gestures to take a seat at her table. Shortly after you settle, she brings you a uniform and offers you a position as her assistant. A chance of a lifetime! However, you push past your excitement, and realize that a life of travelling isn't really for you, and politely refuse. You get to keep the Mystic's Coat though.
oh! thank you! but you see, I believe I asked you for the wings. not to say I don't appreciate the coat-it is lovely, but I really want the wings. I'm sure you understand. and I know, the word wings does sound a lot like Mystics Coat, (not really), but I'd really appreciate getting wings. thank you.
The fortune teller looks into her crystal ball, she furrows her brow in concentration. After a few moments she says your future looks cloudy. She looks up at you and demands you stop breathing on her crystal ball. The next thing you know, she’s thrown you out of the tent. Perhaps you'll have better luck if you give her some space before visiting again.
u-um... I-I'm sorry, but that isn't what I wanted at all! please, I understand you must have a lot on your plate right now, but that is no excuse for you to be so-! so-! I-I! *sobs and runs away with tears streaming down my face*