Re: Plains of Golarin, 30 Talisandre
Athellin sits across from Aalistair, shuffling the cards of his Zodar deck. They begin to blur, and, it seems so does the world around you, as the cards shimmer and glint in the firelight.
As he shuffles, he brings draws out the first card, and and in a deep yet quiet voice, he booms to Aalistair, "You," and draws out the card of the Wanderer.
His fingers never stop shuffling, hands never stop moving, as he continues, "what you carry for us, the intentions in your soul," and Drome comes forth from the deck.
His fingers and cards now nearly a blur, the Rahastran continues, "what you will encounter, in your near future," and the Assassin card drops with the others, followed by the Warrior.
His hands slow and stop, and he rumbles, "That is all for now. My interpretation is, that you are trustworthy, and will shortly stand beside us to confront death itself. But then, interpretations may vary."
Gathering up his cards, Athellin finishes, "As surprising as it is to me, I give you my trust, and would vouch for you to my companions and others." He extends his hand in friendship to Aalistair, "And I welcome you to our troupe, should you wish to join us, and my companions be agreeable."