My cards are the key to your future!
Vadoma the Prophetess knows her way around the streets of the Lower City in Vallor just as well as she knows her deck of cards. You can often run into her slender figure dressed in a flamboyant skirt in the narrow lanes. One look at you with her black eyes — and you’ll feel as if she sees all your secrets. Vadoma never lets go of her old Taro deck, and she is willing to read fortune for anybody and everybody for a token fee. Her clients are usually shoremen, jolly artisans or gold digging mavericks. Vadoma refuses to no one, but her half-joking predictions seem just quibble to the profane.
Sometimes Vadoma wanders to the wide avenues of the Higher City. Distinguished citizens dismissively brush away her nagging services or put on pace passing her. If only they knew how easily the young gypsy can learn their dearest secrets with her cards! A small coin or a light touch is enough for her. The magic of cards is way more than mere words, though many people consider it just a romantic city legend. Once Vadoma already proved it to a young wizard who was passionately in love with her. She still keeps a lock of his hair in her corset.