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Sorry for not posting recently dealing with significant health issue and it is taking a lot out of me.

I'll need to make some adjustments, but on the plus side, Amber has a powerwash capability with Base Kinesis.

For some reason the most recent post defaulted to Leaf-On-Wind, it should be assumed to be coming from Amber Darkmoon.

"Second things first, then! I'm Amber... or Madame Darkmoon if you'd prefer a 'stage' name! I was looking for the person in charge of hiring or at least the camp for a possible place to rest and/or work for a while." She bows with a bit of a flourish, the hand producing an apple for Rulean. "Fresh produce for free, too, but it needs to be eaten quickly"

She heads over to the silvery kobold and listens intently, nodding every so often before getting a puzzled expression.

"They were most unfortunate in their choice of companions and had a falling out. It would seem that in the process of said falling out they wanted to kill a sad cat. How peculiar."

Will finish up on character tomorrow, just lost all body/brain energy here.

Earlier...

"Let us look at our array.

Interesting! Your defining card is The Carnival reversed. Normally it would represent illusions and false dreams, but this indicates clarity and true dreams..."

A plant-influenced kobold wearing what appeared to be an improvised fortune teller outfit was demonstrating her ability with the Harrow to one of the roadie-sorts while waiting for someone with a measure of authority to accept her plea for audition.

Amber had started by looking at Madame Dusklight's crew, but it didn't take a genius to realize the place was a nasty disaster waiting to happen to someone and one thing she fled her snarl was due to far too many expectations...

A bit more recently...

Amber was BORED. While the circus was kind of exciting and there were all kinds of neat people to meet she didn't want to step on the toes of the performers -- or get hers stepped on by accident!

She watches for someone, anyone with apparent authority to come back, then perks up when someone asks about languages!

"I'm fluent in Draconic, both visual and verbal!" she offers excitedly.

Yes, yes, I know that there's already at least one fortune teller here. It's more a thing to do on the road rather than make fruit at the snap of a finger. Everyone wants exotic fruits, but then they take one bite and they toss it because it's not what they were told it was going to taste like. Kinda disrespectful, y'know?