Tarot post mark 11.

[harpbeat]

While it may only have been roughly three months since my last reading, I feel the itch to read Tarot cards for you once again!

[A deck is on the table in front of her.]

Simply focus on your question while shuffling the deck, and inform me of your question when you return the deck to me. Then I can read your fortune.

[Any game, any character will be read with a real shuffling of a real Tarot deck!]

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SB-flavored Enoch now! and holy shit textwalls how did that happen...

[warriorscribe]

[The Enoch that sits across from Eater now is very different from the one she normally deals with. For one, he's wearing a lot of layers, and the color in his face - the only skin visible - is the bloodless pallor of one who has seen very little in the way of warmth and sunlight for a long time. When he pulls the makeshift scarf down from the lower half of his face and pushes back both layers of hoods (one his ordinary cloak, the other a bright yellow raincoat's), it reveals sunken cheeks and eyes.

He reaches for the deck with clumsy makeshift mittens made of material too thin to be mittens, realizes he can't shuffle this way, and pulls them off. His fingers are intact in spite of their poor covering, but his coordination seems to be failing him; he's clumsier than he has been in previous shuffles. When he hands the deck back to Eater, his question is small and plaintive:]

...Will we make it?