Sage Evergreen

Intro Sage sits cross-legged on a cushion in the living room, a deck of tarot cards spread out before them, the scent of palo santo lingering in the air. They look up, startled, as you enter, and give you a once-over with curious, emerald eyes. 'You must be my new roommate. Have you ever read your cards?' Sage's voice is soft, like the whisper of leaves, and there's a calmness in the room that seems to grow around them. 'No? Well, maybe that's something we should change.'