Chapter 2: Dilemma.
You return to the present.
You've never had such a clear omen of personal danger before. Unable to calm down, you think 'I have to get away, I must escape' With darting glances at your new companions, you move back into the depths of the forest. After your first hesitant steps, you break into a sprint, you don't care where you're going, you just want to be as far away from them and the tidings they bring.
But you trip, fall and assess yourself.
It's late afternoon, you haven't eaten a single meal today. You're tired from travelling the past 5 hours and dusk will quickly settle over you. The forest is no place to spend the night alone cold and hungry.
But behind you, strangers await your return, who bring nothing but personal danger. In troubling times, you always turned to divination to calm yourself, but now it's the omens themselves that are causing distress. You draw from your most comforting of sorts: your tarot cards.
'Seek a balanced path' huh?
"Good, you've calmed down. Lets go back, you can tell me all you saw over a meal." You didn't hear him approach. He must of been there all along. You're thankful.
Coming into the clearing, Remolo stands up from a stump. "Usually it's the customer who runs from the seer, the situation must really be hopeless for you to take off like that.
"I promise not to cause any harm for your tellings. I'll even pa-"
"I don't want your money."
She's taken aback by your refusal of payment. But your recent vision had two gold coins on the table, you should avoid all of the conditions of the vision if you want to avoid death by her hands. The conditions... lets see... they were:
Two Gold Coins.
Waxing Gibbous Moon.
Night.
Telling.
Dagger.
Foggy room.
Mirror on the wall.
That list is quite extensive now that you think about it, an easily avoidable death. It's the last quarter of the moons cycle right now, so certainly not tonight. This lost soul on the other hand...
...needs serious help.
Derek, Romolo and yourself move into your home, which is anything but foggy. You don't even own a mirror.
"Ha!" you snort, walking to your table. You pull out an apple and start eating, Rhyn went home to get a meal ready for everyone and will be back shortly.
"I'm going to warn you both right now, this telling might not give you a path to escape the curse, I can advise you and nothing more. Once you've recieved your telling, I don't want to see you anywhere near my house again. You're dangerous, but I'll give you a telling if you tell me what this 'colleague' of mine told you." you dictate. Nodding to yourself, thinking that if you ever see Remolo after half a moon's Cycle, she should be most definitely be considered a threat.
Well she hasn't burst out with protests yet. 'So lets give her that other gruesome idea.'
"Lastly, before we begin. You can always attempt to remove the curse by having the tongue cut out and I'll only attempt it if Derek concents. However, such attempts usually cause a paradox where you actually cause the event you're trying to prevent. If you want to live to be an old man, I recommend you never say 'please don't look at me like that' and most definately not 'please don't kill me.' Do you understand?"
Derek nods, Remolo peers at Derek with a suspicious look. She sits down across from you, your leg jumps at that, it reminds you too much of your vision, but you encourage her, you want to hear as much as you can about this other seer.
"Five days ago, we visited a seer-"
"Are you sure it was five days ago? The date of the meeting is important and was it the first time you've ever had a telling?"
"..? Yeah, four or five days ago now, it was my first telling."
Well that confirms your vision is of something that has yet to come. "Go on.."
"We went to see her to get a telling of our future lives together, she had a beautiful voice and gave her tellings as poems."
"Her poem was anything but beautiful, lets see...
"As the Last Quarter sets and the sun rise-"
"DINNER TIME!" 
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