In the midst of ANURA, Clauneck was sitting, cross-legged and hands clasps together in front of him, his cloak covering 98% of him. Once you stood in front of him, he speaks...
| "Praise the vessel, conduit to the great power, promised liberator of the One Who Waits." |
|| The cloaked owl starts as soon as you sit in front of him, of course. As the cards slide through the air and trace along the ground in front of the two before coming to a stop, he adds, ||
| "So the cards show me, now, then and after, drawn by the hand of Fate's." |
|| The three cards, which were placed on the mat in front of the two, Clauneck flips them to their back, allowing Fate to seek the future of you. ||
| "Your vessel is the newest, but your cards...
|| He pauses, his clawed, black hand traces the back of the cards, his eyes remain closed. He now flips over the cards... they were blank. ||
... are empty. For you must..." |
|| You finish his sentence with "Not be the liberator promised".. |
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|| You groan as you see these blank cards, knowing that Fate hasn't had a three-way path yet... your Black Crown's eye narrows in the same expression. ||
| "You are just meant to stall for me, aren't you? Maybe you rest easy, knowing you don't carry the full burden." |
|| Clauneck supposes as his head slightly lowers, his hands still clasps together like a prayer. His eyes remained closed. ||
|| You reply by saying that you haven't been able to rest, ever since you were cronwed by the One Who Waits, despite the reason you began to worship Death. ||
| "You won't find that in the cards either." |
|| Clauneck mentions lowly. ||
|| You reply sarcastically and then mention that you prefer dice anyway. ||
|| The side of Clauneck's mouth, which revealed just red inside, curled upwards, then his head tilts, almost 90 degrees to the right. ||
| "And what does the dice tell you?" |