An unlikely encounter

Under the scarf

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Farewell

You haven't the remotest idea of where you are, and it's beginning to get dark. Although you would usually avoid people in these parts, you are beginning to hope to find anyone at all in the hope they might help you. Suddenly you hear a rustle, and a brown Kau in gypsy clothing is standing in front of you.
Strangley, she crouches down and draws two letters in the dirt. "HI." She scrambles around a little more, and you see she has written, "I can't talk, but you look like you need help?" Shenfumbles beneath her many layers of scarfs and clothing and find a notepad. You find it odd having to wait for her to write to be able to converse properly, but you begin to enjoy the Kau's quirky company as she tells you more and more about herself...

Name: Cimafu (last name unrevealed)
Age: Appears around early twenties
Personality: Mute, often mistaken for being shy. A friendly person who is keen to help even if she doesn't divulge a lot of information about herself to most people. She is quite witty and like to make jokes and sharp remarks (if she has time to write them down) but often likes to keep her ideas to herself. She is incredibly perceptive – people often debate whether this is some form of supernatural power or just natural intuition. Either way, she can often make fairly accurate predictions about people's personalities or their immediate future.
Occupation: Psychic in a travelling fair, but now has abandoned that work.
Residence: Traveller, originates from Neovia
Likes: Her family, nature, the night, knick knacks such as her crystal ball
Dislikes: Silence, being away from her family, cold climates, greed
Best Friend: Her sister.
Commonly Found: In the woods
Ref:

Pictures It is customary in Neovia to keep etchings of your loved ones about your person. But since my family and I think it is best if we cannot be linked with one another, they gave me their pictures of me instead. You can look at them if want.
(Art by Myzo)

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She looks at you with her glimmering eyes for a second before adjusting her headscarf and plunges her face into shadow. I must take my leave now, she write, and draws an arrow in the dirt with her hoof. This is the direction you must take. It was pleasant meeting you, keep well
And with that, she disappears into the night. You notive she dropped one of her etchings though...You pick it up in case you ever happen to meet her again.

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