Venturing the deep terrors of Darkwood, you finally find a moment of peace, a place where you are finally safe and able to rest.

There was a soft aroma of incense, stars hanging with strings from the ceiling, a tent, and in front of it was the red duck, big even when sitting, cross legged with his usual calm expression. He saw you, even when his eyes were closed.

“Lend yourself to the draw of a card.”

He spoke calmly with his deep voice, pulling out a deck to read your cards.