You're looking towards the future... and yet, things seem so uncertain. You're not sure why, but you just feel a sense of dread thinking about the future, as if you just know something awful is waiting for you. You're not sure how long you think about it, until you snap out of it just in time to see Xenthor appear before you with little fanfare. Xenthor sits down before you with a tired smile. "Worried about the future? I'm more than the average fortunate teller, but I can ease your nerves."
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