[color=92278f]"Perhaps I do, and maybe I don't it is not my quest to provoke. What I am is a guiding seer, not a hero born from truth. Your journey is too seek. Truth, pain, and other seekers. Heroes will be born from this path. Perhaps you can convince them to help. Elder heroes will not be welcome. They will find this world hardly kind."[/color] the creature said suspiciously as he looked at the table. [color=92278f]"You fool. This is not a choice to make in haste. Fools who pick the wrong cards will become irate. Unable to use their power straight. But I have a contract you see. One too you must agree! A contract bound too your three wills to seek. A simple requirement is required of you. Too take responsibility to your fate. Your actions, your lives, your journey all. Here you may use my quill."[/color] the ring master stated as he brought out three papers from underneath the table somewhere and placed them on the table in front of all three of them. And a quill on the table without any ink. The contract was simple. The signer would forever take responsibility for their own actions. Bad choices, good, romanatic, painful, and any other would forever be up too them. They will not, cannot, and shall not pass off responsibility for this situation they have put themselves in too someone else. There will be consequences if you break your word but what will happen was left purposely blank. On the bottom of the page was a simple line with an 'x' on the left end. [color=92278f]"That quill needs not ink. It will not siphon blood. But with that contract you sign your name. Your true self will forever be your name. Though your name may change it will forever be linked to this page."[/color]