"I think so, yeah," Emma says. "Welcome to my day."
She approaches the seers and stops before them. "I have a trade to make," she says. "I wish to know if a boy has appeared in the city."
"That is very broad," one of the sisters says disapprovingly. "Many boys come to this city."
"He would not have come into the city. He would have appeared, from thin air. He would not speak Welchin, only a language never before recorded in Welce."
This causes the sisters to mutter amongst themselves. "How is such a thing possible?" one asks her finally, wary.
"...I don't yet know. But the girl with me is his sister. She appeared before me last night, and searches for her brother. If he can be found, she offers a cure for your blindness."
This causes more muttering, somewhat more frantically. Finally one- the oldest one?- returns her blank, rolled-back eyes to Emma. "We have lacked our sight for years, and fear to adjust to its return," she admits. "This will bear thought, though we much appreciate the kindness. We regret that we have heard of no such boy."
Emma hands her a quint-silver, but the seer returns it immediately. "The knowledge of this girl and her ability is payment and more. No coin is needed."
Emma shrugs, thanks them, and returns to give Holly and Crystal and her friends the bad news. "I'm sorry," she tells Holly apologetically. "They haven't heard of him."
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She approaches the seers and stops before them. "I have a trade to make," she says. "I wish to know if a boy has appeared in the city."
"That is very broad," one of the sisters says disapprovingly. "Many boys come to this city."
"He would not have come into the city. He would have appeared, from thin air. He would not speak Welchin, only a language never before recorded in Welce."
This causes the sisters to mutter amongst themselves. "How is such a thing possible?" one asks her finally, wary.
"...I don't yet know. But the girl with me is his sister. She appeared before me last night, and searches for her brother. If he can be found, she offers a cure for your blindness."
This causes more muttering, somewhat more frantically. Finally one- the oldest one?- returns her blank, rolled-back eyes to Emma. "We have lacked our sight for years, and fear to adjust to its return," she admits. "This will bear thought, though we much appreciate the kindness. We regret that we have heard of no such boy."
Emma hands her a quint-silver, but the seer returns it immediately. "The knowledge of this girl and her ability is payment and more. No coin is needed."
Emma shrugs, thanks them, and returns to give Holly and Crystal and her friends the bad news. "I'm sorry," she tells Holly apologetically. "They haven't heard of him."