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/Mirela flopped down onto a cushion, smiling at him. She beckoned him to sit down and get comfortable./ So, you came for a reading? Palm or deck?
The hooded figure looked around a moment before soundlessly stepping into the tent. His wary golden eyes were all over until he focused on her taking in her strange attire and her stranger accent. He stood there his right hand crossed over his left hiding it from view, without fidgeting as he waited for her to invite him to sit.
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/she nodded and reached over to a small table, grabbing a tarot card deck. She started shuffling the deck, before having Cyril pick 6 cards and instructing him to lie them out in a line./
“I should take seriously your words” he chuckled taking a seat, facing her, in one of those cushions. And sighing he said “Card”
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my book on divination is finally going to be useful again :')
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/smiles, sitting down on one of the many fine cushions littered around the caravan./ If I were you, I would keep quiet about this. Both Romanis and Turks alike don't like the idea of divination, despite it being a useful practice.
Now, card or palm reading?
“I just got curious about how you do that. I will not commit another mistake after joining the church.” he followed her looking any detail of that place.
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Good, good! Wont you come in then?
Who wants a tarot reading? Or perhaps a palm reading?
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Oh, I thought you didn't believe in those sorts of things, hmm?
Whatever, money is money and business is business. Please, come into my tent. /beckons him into the fairly large caravan wagon tent./
Who wants a tarot reading? Or perhaps a palm reading?
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trystyian started following you
What brings you around here?
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smugglerqueen started following you
Hello, lovely. /smiles devilishly./
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ratonhnhak3ton started following you
/raises an eyebrow, a smirk appearing on her lips./ Well, what do we have here...
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turkishleader started following you
/chuckles, tilting her head to the side./ Hello handsome.
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Who wants a tarot reading? Or perhaps a palm reading?
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Mhm, I'm sure you do, as every other man I've ever met has said but I'm not sure if they had meant. /rolls her eyes playfully./
Quite interesting. -folds arms- Then I can guess you’re a very skillful and dangerous lady. -sighs- I like that.
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I'm mainly a thief, and a damn good one if I can say so myself. I work mostly in the undergrounds, helping aid the Order by keeping a good amount of money flowing in.
-chuckles- Tell me, how you prefer doing it? Because I heard there are so many ways.
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/smirks/ I would have figured so. Even then, its still a pleasure.
I don’t believe on that kind of things, Mirela, but supposedly being in the same side, -rubs the templar cross embroidered in his glove.- maybe I could try consulting you, maybe I could know more of you besides your name. My name is Cyril, Cyril of Rhodes.
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My name is Mirela Djuric, not woman. And I'm glad to hear that. Now, why are you here? Did you come for a fortune reading or perhaps something else?
Oh, woman. -Rises his eyebrow- My hands will stay away from you at least they concider you deserve their touch. You are free of any sin conceived by me.
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No, woman, you didn’t chase me…

What are you talking about?

You must be drunk….
It wasn’t me!!
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