 Re: Joke
// Apologies, again. I'd attack my own characters, but they're not as funny or well known!
Karn and Pyyran were visiting a country fair. As they strolled past a stand of tents, a gypsy called out, "You there! Adventurers! Tell your fortune and guess your age for a gold piece!"
Pyyran glanced at Karn, shrugged, and dug into his coinpurse. He slid the coin across the table, where it vanished into the gypsy woman's sleeve. She looked at them seriously. "When I am in trance, I cannot be trusted to speak - I will therefore write down what I see."
So saying, she rolled her eyes back in her head and started to moan and sway. Her hand jerkily dipped a quill in ink and started to write in fits and jerks. After an interminable period of this, she flipped the parchment over, scribbled one last figure, and relaxed. Slowly, she roused herself. "There you are, my lords." She took a sip of wine from her goblet and slid the parchment to the pair. Karn snatched it up and began to read.
"Your good looks, charm, and poise will win you many friends and allies. Your skills and abilities will draw admiration, while your noble bearing will serve you well in matters of diplomacy."
Pyyran smiled broadly, up until Karn flipped the sheet over and said, "And she got your age wrong, too!" |