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"Fortunes for you good sir...fortunes for you madam, come and get your fortune told by the gypsy princess." The tent was set up by the corner, a place usually that went to the best merchant seller in Nassau. Sinead was sure she hear about it later on from whomever owned the plot. A scrap of a boot stopped in front of her tent, most likely eying the young girl trying to get customers inside. She was scantily clad and overly decorated for Sinead's taste.

"And what is the price for a night with you," the girl answered with a giggled and looked up at the stranger, "Oh I don't think you could afford it, and my three brothers are so protective of me, but come inside and see the beautiful lady for your fortune." The tent flap slide aside and let in the light for the third time that day. The gentlemen much have been more captivated by the girl then he realized to refuse, and stepped inside.

Sinead sat looking at her cards, not really reading them, and looked up at her customer. "Sit, relax, good sir," she said as she gathered them and shuffled again. Glancing at the man again, she looked at him curiously. "You just arrived in port today didn't you, merchant ship." He flicked his eyebrow up, "How do you know I am from a merchant ship," he asked. "You don't smell like a pirate," he had to chuckle at her.

Finally she fanned the cards out in front of her, "Pick three." He chose three cards, "Face down on the table please," he put the cards like she wanted, "You've come to make a deal with a rich lady, you want to be a captain of one of her merchant ships." She turned the first card over, a ship appeared on it." She watched was it did in her minds eye, "You will have three good journeys being captain of this ship...yet the forth." She turned the second card over, a dagger appeared, "The forth someone will betray your trust, someone you least expect." She didn't look at the third card, "You have a choice to make at a certain moment, there are two people who are going to give you the advice about the same matter. Whose advice you follow with either lead you to recovering everything that you lost, or..." she turned the last card. "Death."

The gentlemen looked at her, she could have sworn he might have gone a little pale and she sighed, "Just remember, none of us can really avoid when death comes to our door. Yet now you know a way, so use it wisely." The man stood a little shakely and put five gold coins on her table. "Tell me one thing, what if I don't chose to met the lady in question," she looked at him again. "You never find the one thing you have always wanted...a life all your own."

He nodded to think on her words and left the tent, there were many thoughts running through his head, but at no time did he think she wasn't being truthful. Sinead sighed, and picked up the five coins, and stretched her arms. She left to look out in the opening and stand in the sunlight. "Sinna, take a break," she tossed a coin in her direction which landing in the girls hand. "Thanks," she smiled. "And don't go any where near that tavern, or your father will have my head."

Sinead saw two figures melt from the nearby shadows, they were large men, each with his own imposing looking scar. "Ras, follow her, make sure she doesn't get into trouble." The other stepped into place behind her as she walked down the merchant lane to look at the wares, she caught sight of first hand of Lucifer's Angel, "I see the twins have been busy this mornin, anyone survive with their purse still intact." She heard a chuckle behind her, "No milady, not that I could tell." She stopped in front of the man cooking spits of food and gave him a coin, picking up the ones she could identify, she handed one back to the man behind her and started eating the one she held on to, "Jaxon, any other news,"

"Nothing of note just yet." They heard yelling nearby, "But its early in the day." She nodded, "To early if you ask me."