You're wandering through the center of town, adventurers and merchants alike bustling in the plaza, when you hear of a seer... a fortune teller. curious and seeking advice, you head on over to the seers tent, opening the curtains. you're immediately greeted by a hawk flying in front of you before returning to it's owner. "Nix, get back over here! be nice to our guest...."
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