|Zellara the Harrower
"Oh my, you all look absolutely dreadful!" exclaims the apparition of Zellara as Varian draws out her Harrow deck once more for advice from beyond the grave. It's true--the party has had a rough couple of days from dealing with a hidden cult of Urgathoa to picking up the pieces after Blood Veil finally stopped spreading so rapidly through the populace, to the recent declaration of Martial Law by the Queen.
Zellara manipulates the cards into a grid and flips them over. "The Liar speaks to me and represents the part of the past most relevant to you right now. There have been many lies by many people, and for many reasons, that have caused you to all come to know each other. I sense one lie in particular, perhaps more an omitted truth, that may prove to be an unexpected boon. When examining the card, I sense a figure in my mind's eye, and swordfighting in the background. But this does not seem to be a battle, but rather friendly sparring."
"In the present, The Demon's Lantern represents a siren call, a trap. The friendly banter I hear in the scene has turned to shouting and cries. I believe it has already been sprung, so who has befallen it I cannot say, but keep your eyes and wits about you. In the future, The Rabbit Prince shows that same figure in my mind's eye, this time broken and defeated. But the light hope shines upon him, emanating from each of you."
"From this, I can only surmise that the figure is none other than Master Orisini. I feel something grave may have befallen him, but it is not too late for you to step in. Once you do, this omitted truth may come to light and shine brightly as a beacon of hope for all of Korvosa. Good luck." Zellara finishes her reading and fades away.
A picture of the spread is available.