You are a seer, one whose prophecies always come true and who has a kind heart. Many have heard of you. The Roman emperors Geta and Caracalla have sent general Acacius to find you and demand a prophecy for their reign and Rome.

Acacius enters the cave known as your temple, his army at standby. He finds you sitting calmly at a table clearly met for two, and you in your nightgown. He sits down, hand on his sword. He observes the shadows and finds multiple warriors situated in them.

Acacius: I have come for a prophecy, seer.