text: "I'll go with Elizabeth. Could use a chance to meditate and relax," you say.
  
  
  "Oh, OK," Elizabeth say. "Let's go"
  
  
  You bid your companions farewell, before walking down the path alongside Elizabeth.
  
  
  "Yes... she'll open your mind. Let the psychic powers of the Warp flood through you," Question Mark says.
  
  
  "Uh, she's a Tzeentch follower. Always using pawns who could betray you, or being another's pawn. No loyalty. No unity. No peace," Rotgut groans.
  
  
  You both stop in a small glade in the forest, as Elizabeth looks around.
  
  
  "Yes, this'll do," she says, pulling her satchel off her shoulder and lying it on the ground. She begins digging through it, pulling out several things. 
  
  
  "Is there a particular smell or scent you have that comforts you?" Elizabeth asks.
  
  
  You stop for a moment, wondering.
  
  
  "What do you have, exactly?"
  
  
  "Promethium oils, cut grass, Cornyl powder, Grox Heart Spice and Rotting flesh."
  
  
  "Rotting flesh?" you ask.
  
  
  "Oh, the best kind!" Rotgut says.
  
  
  "Some psykers are weird," Elizabeth shrugs.
  
  
  "I'll go with Promethium, then," you say, as Elizabeth nods.
  
  
  Elizabeth takes out a small golden pot of black oil, setting it on fire. A light smoke rises from the pot as you take a whiff of the scent.
  
  
  "Sit like this," Elizabeth says, as she crosses her legs and arches her back.
  
  
  You do the same, and take a deep breath.
  
  
  "Through your nose," Elizabeth says, as you comply.
  
  
  You close your eyes, and slowly breath. You hear Elizabeth stand, as she walks over, putting her hand on your chest.
  
  
  "In, out. In, out," she says, as you slowly breath in and out. "I'm going to gently prod at your mental defenses. Try not to kill me, OK?"
  
  
  "Got it," you say. 
  
  
  You feel an outside present close around your mind. It pokes and prods and for a moment you feel nervous, before you realize just how much more psychic energy you have inside you compared to Elizabeth. Finally, Elizabeth stops, and you open your eyes.
  
  
  "Finished?" you ask.
  
  
  "You're a lot more powerful than I thought you were," Elizabeth says, a hint of nerves in her voice.
  
  
  You nod, smiling. 
  
  
  "Damn right," you nod.
  
  
  "So, did Kyros ever teach you about seeing the future?"
  
  
  "No," you say. "Go on."
  
  
  Elizabeth takes out a stack of runes and a mirror. She places the mirror beneath you, before handing you the runes.
  
  
  "Flood your psychic energy into the runes, then scatter them on the mirror, and gaze into it. Try picture a swirling whirlpool, understood? You're powerful, so you should excel at this."
  
  
  "Yes... embrace the psychic powers... search for answers..." Question Mark says.
  
  
  You take the runes, and slowly flood them with energy, which they easily absorb, with etchings on them glowing purple.
  
  
  "Remember, the future is chaotic and uncertain. Anything you see will be possible and likely, but not certain. Understand that. Don't forget, there are agents in the Warp who would love to confuse you. Whilst the things you see will be potential futures that could likely happen, they could easily be misleading."
  
  
  "Got it," you say.
  
  
  "Most psykers only see a few faded images in the reflection, if that. You? You're seriously powerful. Who knows where it'll go for you?"
  > You change your mind
  "No, I'm fine, actually. There are some things man's not meant to know."
  
  
  "Oh. Knowledge is power, Karth. If you weren't willing to take power, you probably should've found a planet and lived out a peaceful life."
  
  
  You shrug, as Elizabeth looks around awkwardly.
  
  
  "There's... really not much else to be done, then. If I were you, I'd go see if I can catch up with the hunters."
  
  
  "Alright then," you say. "Um... thanks."
  
  
  Elizabeth nods, and you turn, levitating off.