[SRP] At Death's Door

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The word "oracle" stood out to Ingrid as she listened to the pair. She'd heard of the concept, of course, having read of such things in her studies. But most learned mages considered that sort of magic dubious at best, and even as she heard the dancer speak of the boy's death, the idea hadn't occurred to her. Yet the mercenary said it so casually, as if he was certain he was right.

She thought for a moment. If the man was right about that... the woman's words to Ingrid were far more disquieting, the prediction of a man's death even more so. Even so, it made everything about the woman's fit make a lot more sense. She had to know.

She stepped forward and spoke "Wait... oracle... did you predict that man's death just now?"