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It was an ever sunny day in the city of Elsea, the city bustling with trade and commerce more than it had in the past few days, adventurers and merchants of many kind were out and about, and the transient clouds would ebb into nothing as one would exit the city. The royal-blooded jackal traversed the streets of his city, searching for his dear friend and head of the Valle house, Valentine. Wandering the upper echelons of the merchants district, he'd observe the happenings of this place, away from the protection of his guard.
Kaul's wandering eyes glanced down as he'd turn the corner into quite the busy market square, there, sat squarely and with all but her cracked beak concealed under a gray cowl, sat what appeared to be a beggar at first glance on the carpet that they'd lain out for themselves. Strange, as beggars and homeless weren't very common in this section of Elsea, but not impossible. As he'd begin to draw past, the prince would find his way stopped by a marred, blemish filled claw of the self-same avian at the level of his legs. "You. You're one I need to see, please-" A creaking, uneasy voice rang out from the cracked beak.
"-Certainly not, I do not have any food or coin to spare, my sincere apologies... Miss." Soft spoken, yet stern, the Jackal was all but ready to write off the newfound subject of his consternation, when the hag would pull her cowl back, revealing a wrinkled, patchy-feathered face of an old vulture that held an intense look.
"I seek not your food or gold, my prince!" She'd announce, daring to look the man in the eyes. "I am Hathor, I knew you'd be here this day, by the grace of the creators, I use my cards! My cards and my crystals! They see ones future, their fates. My prince!" She'd croak, wheezing for several seconds following her vocal retort.
Kaul squinted, giving this shoddy woman a strange look as he'd pull his leg free and work to wipe the dirt and sand off his shendyt. "What of it? I did not ask, and once again, I do not have any gold to give today." Yet, as soon as he spoke, the cracked beak would shake in a visceral way, denying what he'd said yet again.
"No, no my prince, I do not ask for your money, your blessing, no no no! Please, let me let you read your own fortune, sit down for a spell, and receive of my blessing!" She'd plead, clasping her claws together into her cowl and revealing a deck of cards.
The Jackal, right and confused, would sigh. Then walking onto the mat, sitting down in a criss-cross manner. "If this happens to be some sort of game or trick, you will find yourself in the guardsman's hands, I'll trust you, but please, do not touch others unprovoked. Alright?"
"Yes, yes..." She'd speak clearly, nodding emphatically as the cards would reveal themselves...
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Kaul's wandering eyes glanced down as he'd turn the corner into quite the busy market square, there, sat squarely and with all but her cracked beak concealed under a gray cowl, sat what appeared to be a beggar at first glance on the carpet that they'd lain out for themselves. Strange, as beggars and homeless weren't very common in this section of Elsea, but not impossible. As he'd begin to draw past, the prince would find his way stopped by a marred, blemish filled claw of the self-same avian at the level of his legs. "You. You're one I need to see, please-" A creaking, uneasy voice rang out from the cracked beak.
"-Certainly not, I do not have any food or coin to spare, my sincere apologies... Miss." Soft spoken, yet stern, the Jackal was all but ready to write off the newfound subject of his consternation, when the hag would pull her cowl back, revealing a wrinkled, patchy-feathered face of an old vulture that held an intense look.
"I seek not your food or gold, my prince!" She'd announce, daring to look the man in the eyes. "I am Hathor, I knew you'd be here this day, by the grace of the creators, I use my cards! My cards and my crystals! They see ones future, their fates. My prince!" She'd croak, wheezing for several seconds following her vocal retort.
Kaul squinted, giving this shoddy woman a strange look as he'd pull his leg free and work to wipe the dirt and sand off his shendyt. "What of it? I did not ask, and once again, I do not have any gold to give today." Yet, as soon as he spoke, the cracked beak would shake in a visceral way, denying what he'd said yet again.
"No, no my prince, I do not ask for your money, your blessing, no no no! Please, let me let you read your own fortune, sit down for a spell, and receive of my blessing!" She'd plead, clasping her claws together into her cowl and revealing a deck of cards.
The Jackal, right and confused, would sigh. Then walking onto the mat, sitting down in a criss-cross manner. "If this happens to be some sort of game or trick, you will find yourself in the guardsman's hands, I'll trust you, but please, do not touch others unprovoked. Alright?"
"Yes, yes..." She'd speak clearly, nodding emphatically as the cards would reveal themselves...
Drawn by
Rikitoka! They've always blown me away with their art, and you need to check them out!
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Jackal
Size 1280 x 709px
File Size 158.6 kB
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