The party makes their way to a private table where the spirit of Zellara can give them their Harrow reading. The haunted spirit had warned them, in her own way, about the dangers of the riots and the turmoil of the King's death and the Queen's rise to power so perhaps now she could once again provide some clue as to what was going to come to pass.
The glowing deck is placed on the table and suddenly Zellara appears like a genie summoned out of a lamp. She is suddenly sitting at the table, scooping up the cards and proceeding to handle them with great dexterity, demonstrating single hand cuts and fanning the cards out spectacularly as she shuffles the deck.
Eventually after demonstrating her skill with the cards she places nine cards on the table, face down, in a 3x3 grid and asks everyone else to point to a card.
As they do she flips the card over, noting whether it is right side up or down. As she studies the card her brow furrows in concentration.
Kraw
"The Teamster, always aligned. It represents external forces pushing you forward, seemingly beyond your control. You might feel as if your path has been set before you, already written in the fabric of destiny."
She pauses, putting the card to her forehead.
"I see...purple. The color purple hanging in the air but the blue evaporates leaving just a red mist behind."
Ayeesha
"The Brass Dwarf, always aligned. It represents an invulnerability to the current peril. Something about you makes you immune, or at least very resistant, to the trials that others will face."
She puts the card to her forehead and then quickly her eyes open up with a gasp.
"I see death, dancing in a ballroom. Lords and ladies without faces laughing and cheering and then...dying."
She pauses and considers Kyra and Figus.
"You...you are not the other two I met before and yet your spirits are just as entangled with them. I am...was...Zellara, a fortune teller. When I died the secrets of the future were revealed to me and they are haunting. I was able to maintain an anchor to this plane through my old harrow deck and through it I...we...can glimpse the future. If you would so kindly choose a card I can try and forsee your fate."
Figus
"The Waxworks...aligned unfortunately. It represents helplessness in the face of entropy and the decay. No matter how much you strive or work the things around you will still crumble and fall. Like trying to save a wax sculpture in a house fire."
She holds the card to her forehead and seems to study it for a long time, tilting her head back and forth as if viewing something from different angles in her mind.
"There is a man, dressed in black. He knows you, and you know him. You are both very angry with one another. Be careful for he will try to drain your soul. You must not let him."
Kyra
"The Desert...aligned. How interesting that none of you had cards that were misaligned. Anyway the desert represents a long bleak journey coming to an end, but in a good way. If it had been misaligned that would have meant there would have been little hope at the end but with it aligned, despite the darkness you will face there will be a dawn."
Like the others she holds the card to her head and closes her eyes. Her face skews up in surprise and she seems to choke a little, as if gasping for breath.
"I saw you...underwater. You were swimming in and out of a sunken ship but there was something sinister in the water. I think you were chasing it...or maybe it was chasing you."
With the last card chosen she sweeps the cards back into her deck and begins shuffling them again for the next stage of the choosing.
OOC: Pausing here for any reactions briefly before moving on to the rest of it.