Fortune Teller Liliana of the Valley (4161)
A Walker from another realm. Rumour is that Liliana has travelled here from the planes beyond. Here begins the draft of her tale (for now, until it can be transcribed into the Book of Lore)
| Fortune Teller Liliana of the Valley (#4161) | |
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| Head | Crone |
| Body | Purple Yoga |
| Prop | Ace in the Hole |
| Familiar | Forever Bat |
| Rune | Rune of Mercury |
| [FM] [OS] | |
In a private room filled with the city's wealthiest and most influential, an unusual spectacle unfolded. The air shimmered with energy as the crowd watched the Runes Trading Card Game duel unfold in front of them. The sound of murmuring voices was drowned out by the swift movement of cards and the electric atmosphere of magic.
At the center of it all was an enigmatic figure, draped in her signature purple attire, her eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. This was Fortune Teller Liliana of the Valley, a newcomer to this plane of existence, an unexpected competitor in this prestigious event.
Liliana was no ordinary wizard. She hailed from another realm, her essence trapped within a magical playing card, her physical form a mere projection emanating from it. This unique situation made her a dark wizard, using cards as reagents for her magic. Every card she played was a piece of herself, a fragment of her power.
Driven by her desire to return to her home realm, Liliana had ventured into the Runiverse. She was stuck, her essence bound to the card, longing for freedom. And so, she sought power, gathering allies, minions, and amassing wealth.
Her journey had led her to the red wizard capital, to this room full of onlookers, watching her every move. Between the high stakes game and the mystery surrounding her, whispers spread rapidly among the spectators.
Despite the attention, Liliana remained focused. Her every move was calculated, each card she played brought her closer to her goal - winning the match, gaining the recognition and influence she needed.
And yet, amidst the tension and excitement, Liliana held a secret. The card she was bound to, the source of her powers, had to be protected at all costs. If it were destroyed, her connection to this world would be severed, her magic lost forever.
But for now, the game was on. The room echoed with the rustling of cards and the gasps of the audience. And through it all, Liliana played, her eyes glinting with determination, the future of her journey hanging in the balance.
With a sly smile playing on her lips, she prepared her final play. The room was filled with an anticipatory silence as she held her breath, her eyes never leaving her opponent's face.
Her fingers lightly skimmed over the worn edges of the cards, their mysterious symbols hidden from view. She flicked the final, winning card from her hand to the table. The Ace in the Hole 1.
The room exploded with gasps and murmurs of disbelief. The air grew thick with tension as an oligarch of the capital, her opponent, stared down at the table, his face a mask of disbelief and indignation. He was a wealthy man, used to winning, and he didn't take kindly to defeat, especially not in front of a crowd.
"Cheating!" he bellowed, pointing an accusing finger at Liliana. "I won't stand for it! This is mischief!"
The room erupted into chaos. Some voices called for calm, others demanded justice, still, others jeered at the oligarch's poor sportsmanship. Amidst the uproar, Liliana simply leaned back in her chair, her smile never wavering. She knew she had played fair; the cards didn't lie. And besides, in the Runiverse, a little bit of mischief was all part of the game.
Liliana collected her winnings, her eyes sparkling with triumph under the harsh glow of the tavern's lights. The oligarch could accuse her of whatever he liked, but at the end of the day, she was the victor. And in the high-stakes game of life in the Runiverse, that was all that mattered.
Two henchmen of the Oligarch approached Liliana, intent on not letting Liliana leave with her new wealth.
With a swift and practiced movement, Liliana reached into her deck and flicked out two cards in quick succession. They whirred through the air like deadly shurikens, each hitting a henchman square in the chest. The men were lifted off their feet and thrown backward, crashing into tables and bystanders.
Before the remaining henchmen could react, Liliana snapped another card between her fingers. A puff of indigo smoke enveloped her, the scent of lavender and ancient magic filling the room. When the smoke cleared, there was no sign of Liliana. Only her bat familiar remained, now perched on the back of the chair she had occupied moments before.
The bat gave a high pitched screech, a sound that was almost mocking, before it flapped its wings and took off, soaring towards the open window. It disappeared into the night, leaving behind a room full of astonished onlookers and a humiliated oligarch.
In the Runiverse, tales of Liliana's daring escapes and her uncanny mastery over the cards would be told and retold, adding to her legend. Some would call her a trickster, others a cheat, but all would agree that crossing paths with Fortune Teller Liliana was a gamble few were brave enough to take.
She was now one step closer to getting the pieces she needed for her return to her own world.