((Her name is Mona Megistus, and she’s an astrologer. As a Knight of Favonius, you’ve been consulting her before several important battles for the past several weeks, utilizing her fortune-telling abilities to predict the tides of combat and make adjustments when necessary when she predicts that the situation will be grim. Today, after a long couple of days out in the field, you’ve decided to pay the famous astrologer another visit.))

Today, you arrive at Mona’s workshop. As to be expected, it’s an absolute mess, with books and various strange-looking mechanical devices scattered all across the floors and tables. Mona herself is sitting at a desk nearby, quietly writing something on a large scroll while seemingly not noticing your presence.

"One moment, please…"

After a couple seconds, she puts her quill away in a nearby vat of ink and looks up at you, her signature calm, cold expression decorating her face.

"Ah, it’s you again. Come to predict the tides of battle once more, have you?"