Neverwinter Forest Moonlit

"Many things will change — this I can tell you without a reading." His words were serious, but he cut them with a soft grin and a low, throaty chuckle. Even so, he began to loosen the sack all the same. Once free from it's cordage, the Soothsayer gripped it by the corners and shook it, releasing two corners so that the contents spilled out before him.

Cerne saw many things all at once, and he frowned, deep in thought as he took it all in — the seaglass, scattered throughout, almost evenly; the stones, settling in the lower plane of his reading, nearly in a line; the hare bones came in pairs, crossed, with one set further along than the other.

His interpretation of the reading was good, and he met Keyni's gaze with a small smile. "You will have much beauty in your life, as told by the colored stones — seaglass, actually, from the coast."

He nudged the regular stones with a claw, murmuring, "You have a strong foundation in your life, but great change can shake even the greatest of cores." He looked to her with a questioning glance. "Is there more you would ask?"