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Well, I bet the green man's a bit greener now... Saerin thought to himself as slid easily to the ground in one of the emptier areas of the Colosseum. Within moments of the end of the first round he had already placed his orb in an upturned hand and his cards in a clear space to his left. His harness glowed slightly as the spirits in the arena began to flow towards him. It seemed that the rules of combat had been broken more than once in this arena, making it one of the more spiritually attuned areas in the city. That suited him just fine.

Pretty soon the first of his customers approached. "Greetings. I see you are a man of great spiritual energy; if you would like, I could read your future for you. For only a few coppers, that is." In actuality, the spirits flowed around this man as if he were a rock impeding their paths. He didn't need to know that, of course.

Saerin's hand was guided toward the cards, which he laid out in a wide rectangle. He picked three and flipped them. The Sun and 6 of Wands paired, followed by the 6 of Pentacles. "You will have unplanned expenses in the near future, but you will profit even more. Your efforts at work are noticed, which will earn you great social and fiscal prosperity. A grand charity is in your future, though whether you are on the giving or receiving end is up to you. These are the cards of your future. Keep them close, whether they be helpful or harmful." The man appeared giddy as he walked away.

The green man approached Saerin as he beckoned to him, looking paler after seeing the results of the first round. Saerin passed him some more coins from in his dark cloak and leaned close. "I'm putting half of what I earn here today on Miralda. I'm keeping count, so don't try to cheat me." He sent the man off with a wave of his and and reshuffled his cards.

A new wave of customers approached, drawing the crowd a bit further from the entrance.