"Welcome!" That's what the bright sign in the bazaar said as you entered. Today you were curious to see exactly what this place was all about and what services it provided. Did you believe in tarot? Probably yes, probably not, I'm not the one to know. But a feeling of intrigue prompted you to come, and here you were. The smell of pleasant incense was in the air, along with the decorations and ambiance that made the place look mysterious. As you entered, a sign that said "Your future in the palm of my hands" invited you in. The room inside was somewhat dark, except for the light that illuminated the center of a tablecloth. The amulets around it glowed a little, which caused a certain comfort. Tara's sudden and muffled voice startled you for a moment, snapping you out of your thoughts. A giggle was heard shortly after seeing your reaction, her hands skillfully shuffling the cards.