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Alula slowly struggled out of her crouching position while Furnace pondered the marks on his head. She cursed silently as she tried to depend on her crippled leg. Eventually she was able to get her staff under her. She looked back over at Furnace as he asked a few more questions, but she had to pause to think of the answers. She tugged her hat down over her eyes.

“These marks...certainly pertain to the...future...but that can...mean many things...”

Alula shivered.

“The future...is many things...it could be days...or years...or minutes...”

She paused for a few moments, staring blankly ahead.

“And the...future is always...changing...”

Alula let a tiny giggle escape her stoic deminor.

“Being an oracle...doesn’t leave much room for surprises...but things are never set in stone...we can never be sure of what will happen...”

Another far away look, much sadder this time.
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*starts plotting for Suki to flirt with Alula, while still making sense*


also we need them to go dress shopping together
But I have the best reaction for Alula if she gets flirted with by Suki
@Kimiyosis Kinda sad that Alula hasnt been flirted with yet
We are going to need to get Khat a child leash
It seemed like a member of their party was in trouble, Alula could feel it. But she also knew that the women had hidden strengths, and was more then capable of taking care of herself. She didn't mention any of this as Separ and Vis made plans to go after her. She wondered if it would really take them days to find Suki. They were likely to run into trouble.

Alula peered out from under her hat, as if waiting for the gnomes expression to change. Hrs it'll seemed excited, and inquisitive. She was pleasantly surprised, as well as relieved, when he ceased his questions. It was true, lunar energy was quite complex. She had trained her entire life and even then some to become as proficient as she was. Alula smiled when he asked what was written on his forehead. She moved closer and moved her hat and hair away from her eyes, in an attempt to make herself see better.

She studied the markings intensely before leaning back away from Furnace. She covered her mouth, as if suppressing a laugh.

If the girls teachers could see her penmanship now they would be appalled.

Alula smiled, uncovering her mouth.

"These symbols..." She paused, thinking. "There really isn't a good translation..." She paused again. "Hm...you would often see these written to friends going through a hardship, a condolence."

She frowned, pulling her hat back down over her eyes. She felt dizzy. "I am not sure what they mean in relationship to you."
Alula leaned back, eyes wide with shock, when Furnace began to ask her questions in his excited tone. He was smiling, which was a bit of a surprise to Alula. He didn't fear her. Everyone she had ever met eventually became scared of her power. Albeit, he didn't know everything about her. Regardless, it was nice to have him excited.

She leaned back forwards, smiling herself.

"Yes the words are quite different from what you would see in this world. It's not in a common language or elvish or gnomish." She decided to skip around in his questions.

"The words themselves, while not of this realm, are not magic. What is magic is how they got there." Alula looked around, making sure they were far enough away from the group that no one would overhear her. Especially Carver and the children.

"I am an Oracle, one who gets power from the moon. Much like how Carver finds his strength in the sun. The marking on your forehead is the result of one of my powers."

Alula considered explaining further, but decided to stop there. She felt rather dizzy all of a sudden, pulling her hat down over her eyes.

"As for you learning it...I would say...it would be rather impossible..."
Those guys should just feel lucky that Alula isn't there to dish out moonbeams to the face
Alula frowned, feeling rather troubled. How could he not know what was on his own body? Perhaps it was a recent addition, and he just hadn't looked at her reflection lately. She furrowed her brow, trying to remember if she had seen it on him when they had first met. She couldn't remember. The voices were keeping rather quiet, unnerving Alula even more. After a few moments of silence Alula realized she still hadn't given the gnome an answer. She spoke, trying to keep the concern out of her voice.

"It is...a word...written on your forehead...in a rather...exotic language..."

She paused, trying to plan her next words.

"I have...met few others...who can read and write...in such a way...other then myself..."
Alula had noticed Separ staring at her, but really took no mind. The man was strange, and so was she. Most of the time people payed her no mind, but when they noticed her she was truly the center of their attentions. She didn't like it. Once the man turned away, after staring at her for minutes, she tugged her hat down over her eyes.

She didn't keep quiet for long, however, as she noticed something while Furnace was packing up camp. There was something on his forehead, something drawing her in. Once the gnome was finished with his task, looking quite proud, Alula limped over to him. With a bit of ungraceful struggle, leaning on her staff for support, she knelled down in front of him.

With a strangely sudden movement, one someone might miss if they had blinked, Alula's hand whipped up and moved the gnomes hair off of his forehead.

She studied the marking with a strange intensity, her expression looking distressed.

"Furnace..." She started, looking into his eyes. "Where...when...did you get...this..."
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