"My, but you do speak poetry..."<br/><br/>The voice doesn't come from the raven-haired woman, though... rather, it comes from the veiled woman, who'd apparently sat down behind you while you were distracted by the flickering harrow cards. From this close, you can at least see eyes as dark as obsidian, and angular, but very feminine, features beneath the veil.<br/><br/>"Before you ask the cards, traveler, allow me to offer you a second choice: the bones of the world. The runes of our planet speak truths immortal, where the harrower's cards speak only of the life and flesh." You can hear a hint of amusement in her voice, and once again you become very aware of the fact that you are now the subject of much curiosity among the shoanti camp.<br/><br/>"So then, whose truths would you choose? Those of the flesh, or of the world?"