Adam wrote:Almost immediately upon seeing the fungus on the walls, Bennedict snatches a handkerchief reflexively from his pocket. He follows the seer's instructions as given to him, but snorts in irritation as the spores are released, hastily covering his mouth and nose with the handkerchief and rising to his feet. He eyes the woman and the boy closely through the entire proclamation of the "prophecy."
"Tell me," he says, "You don't look like the Vistani I've previously encountered. Does your fortune telling come from their sources, or do you have a more...specific source of information." He eyes the fungus warily as he speaks.
''I am of the People. "
The Ruby Oracle crosses her legs and lets her arms rest on the wings of the moldy chair.
"My wisdom comes from beyond the Veil, whence come all true signs. But the Tarokka is not the only way to see. Nor..."
She falls silent.
"But you, scholar, are not of the People. To one Giorgio only were such secrets revealed. And afterward, the Mists swallowed him, taking him body and soul to a place even we cannot see except in nightmares. You know enough to play your role in this life. Do not ask to learn things you should not know.''