Eforie: A word of your time.

Rombaro: What is it?

Eforie: Well, I wished to divine what dangers would await our caravan, and you know, I have always perferred bibliomancy…

Rombaro: What had your sacred text revealed?

Eforie: I have done the same reading thrice and it always pulls me to the same phrase! “Once upon a time…”

Rombaro: …I have heard tales from the home country. Consult Boghan, he perfers aeromancy. I want to know which winds are safe for our travels. I think we should move swiftly away from here.