Fate, it would seem, enjoys playing with him. Or perhaps its simply his Luck, playing games with him again. As he walks through the streets, another pedestrian collides with him, knocking her, at least, well off balance, her concealing hood flashing up as she staggers against the building; it's the priestess from the ceremony, with a somewhat worried look on her face. She quickly mutters an apology to him, and tries to hurry away, down the street.