You walk into caravan with a few coins in hand. Inside, a treasure trove of trinkets and baubles, all of them for sale. Your eyes immediately spots a dark haired woman seated by a small clothed table.
Her fingers and wrists decorated with rings and bracelets, shines in the dim space.
She smiles at you as she sets down several cards on the table. You notice an empty seat in front of her.
"Welcome! Have a seat, dear. I know what you seek. You yearn for a lover in this ruined Hamlet. My powers are no mere parlor tricks. Open your heart and I shall do the rest."
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