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Klezmer Gryphon

The musty, citrusy smoke from frankincense sticks wafts through the small room in which Min-Su sat, their gloved fingers tapping idly on the table in front of them as the spirit watched the door. They were expecting someone later that day for an extended match-making session, but as that was not until later in the afternoon, they were taking walk-in customers for regular fortunes that morning. As it were, business on that front was rather slow; the kumiho was on their second pot of tea, and they only had a couple of their regulars appear. Money was no object to the spirit considering their near total lack of mortal needs, but the lack of clients was proving... rather boring. The masked being's urges to commit small acts of mischief in the streets of Tanhuang were rising, but, thankfully, it seemed that wouldn't be necessary.

The bone chime at the door clatters and rattles as it opens.

"Good morning, my dear. What would you seek from Min-Su today?" the kumiho asks from under their fox-face mask with an unseen smile, reaching over for their teapot and a second cup.

quaggan

 One of Li's favourite things about traveling was always the revisiting of familiar places, finding out what changed and what exciting new thing was waiting for him to discover. In Tanhuang, the first novelty was a street vendor stand selling a variety of snacks - most of all, excellent dango. Li came back to his wagon with three skewers, very satisfied with his purchase.

Overall, it was a very good morning. Li's new purse was heavy with the weight of markers and his old wagon was much emptier, now that most of his stock was sold out. He would still stay in the city for a while, for the word to spread and any late customers to have a chance to visit. He wanted also to visit any suppliers, share the news with anyone hungry for stories from the greater empire, maybe even make some new friends. Plenty to keep him busy for the remaining days!

He was finishing his first skewer when he noticed a kid watching him. The messy hair, dust and mud were pretty much par for the course for their age, but not a single worn-out article of clothing looked to be their size, and the way their eyes bore into the dango was troubling. Of course, it could be just a rapidly growing kid who grew hungry after a rejuvenating round of play, but it was more likely he was dealing with an urchin.

He considered waving him over, but the kid would have probably just ran off. Instead, he chose a bolder approach. He pulled the one remaining dango off the second skewer, took aim and tossed it directly at the suspect. The child reacted with a frankly surprising speed, darting forward and shoving it into his mouth immediately. It was then that Li realized the fault in his idea. What if the kid choked on the dango? It was not meant to be devoured whole, not by small mouths! He did not want to end his day with attempted murder by the means of an unconventional weapon!

Fortunately, the child managed to chew through the entire dango in the matter of seconds, laying Li's fears to rest. As they swallowed the last bite, they fixed their fierce gaze on the very relieved culprit. Goodness, that was some impressive evil eye. He should visit the shrine and beg some favour of the local spirits to counter that.

"What?" the kid demanded, stomping across the street towards Li and shoving a dirty finger in his face. "Feeling sorry for me, are you? You think I'd just accept some alms for the needy from your high-and-mighty self?"

This pride truly was the quintessence of Sheng-gu. Li met the accusation with a smile on his face and some bullshit ready to fall from his lips. "Not in the slightest. I simply overestimated my stomach's capacity. And it would be insulting to the cook's fine work to just toss the remains out. Thus, consider that dango to be advance pay. See, I have a business proposition for you."

That did wonders to abate the indignation. "I'm listening."

Li pointed the remaining skewer at the kid. "I'm done with my sales for today, and I was thinking of taking a walk around. You can have the rest of the dango if you watch the wagon for me."

"You'd leave me alone with your wagon? Aren't you worried that a grubby urchin like myself is going to steal all of your stuff?"

That kid wasn't making it easy for Li. "What's your name, anyway?" he asked.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Well, if we are to be business partners, it would be nice to know how to address you" he argued. "I'm Li Heiyue."

"I didn't ask" the kid grumbled, but relented soon. "Fine. I'm Song."

"Well then, Song, my reasoning is simple" Li declared with boundless confidence. "If your pride was insulted by the idea of receiving alms, I don't think it would allow you to stoop to stealing."

Song glared at him with a face that implied they were about to call his bluff, but the expected retort didn't come. Instead, they wiped a hand against their tunic and extended it to Li, expectantly. "Fine. I agree to your business proposition."

The merchant obediently handed the dango skewer over and hopped down from his seat. "Here you go. Don't let the oxen fool you into trying to share, they've been fed already."

"If they make me a better offer, I can't promise I won't" Song shot back, climbing onto the seat. "And you better come back before nightfall! I'm not gonna just wait here indefinitely!"

"Got it!" Li called, waving goodbye as he turned away and headed for the side streets. It was time to explore!


Half an hour later, after sharing a lovely chat with one of his suppliers, Li continued his journey of re-discovery. There was a shop he'd already checked out on his last visit a few years ago, some residences, a hostelry he was considering spending some nights at, and- oh, that looked like a new establishment! He stopped, taking a moment to read the sign - those weren't the characters he saw used frequently! Oh, a soothsayer! Perfect - he was still feeling a little under the weather from his new business partner's evil eye. It was best to get ahead of any disaster the future would hold.

He knocked politely on the door before entering. The small room welcomed him with the comforting scent of frankincense and a mystical atmosphere - very promising, Li could already feel some of the bad luck disappear. "Good morning to you too!" he chirped in response to the greeting. The soothsayer in session appeared to be quite the mysterious being, their clear voice not giving away any indications of aspects such as age or gender, and with a mask covering their face. Very intriguing, but it would be rude to stare!

"What would I seek indeed! Well, what kind of services do you offer?" Li questioned. He did have a few in mind, but pretty much every establishment of such nature that he's visited had a different set of options. He's seen fortunetellers specialising in divination, matchmakers focused on relationships between people, mediums communing with spirits, truly a wide range of experts. He could have visited almost every professional in this area that Shijie has gathered, and still get no closer to being able to recognize one's specialties at a glance!

Klezmer Gryphon

Although the spirit's face was concealed behind their vulpine mask, Min-Su remained smiling warmly as they poured a fresh cup of tea for their new guest and potential customer. Their unseen eyes gazed over the man in front of them; average height and young, but he seemed rather well-off, if his clothes were anything to go by. They push the cup of tea over to the young man, motioning for him to take a seat.

"I offer a variety of services, really. Matchmaking... divination... communion with spirits..." the kumiho starts, their ambiguous voice sounding not one bit muffled under their wooden face covering. They reach under their table and pull out a lamb's scapula, picked clean of flesh. Although they could certainly use tea leaves, or read his palm, bone-reading was the soothesayer's preferred method for divination.

"You don't strike me as the courting sort, and certainly not the type to bargain with spirits, so I'm assuming your here to hear your fortune told," they continue, placing the bone on the tabletop as they get up to stoke the fire at the back of the room, "am I correct?"

quaggan

 Free drinks were definitely one of the best parts of visiting soothsayers. Just for that reason, Li would call tea leaf divination his favourite method of fortune telling. Though he always wondered what would the professional reaction be to an ignorant client who accidentally drank the leaf part as well. Perhaps he would find out one day.

He sipped his tea as he listened to Min-Su detail the full range of their services. He couldn't help but feel a little worried as being described as not interested in courting. Were they hinting that Li would always be unsuccessful in the matters of the heart and it was better for him to give up and lose interest?! No, a professional would not give out such information for free. Or maybe they meant the boring institutional meaning of courting, all these tedious formalities leading to losing one's freedom in the bondage of marital bonds. On this account they were absolutely correct: Li was completely not interested.

"Oh yes, getting my fortune told sounds lovely!" he agreed. "I've just arrived in Tanhuang and business has been good, but I know well how fast my luck can change! I'd love to find out what future has in store!"

Klezmer Gryphon

The masked spirit lets out a small chuckle as the man sips on his tea. They reach back for the shoulder bone they had brought out and set it in the now roiling fire. There come a few cracks and pops as the heat causes it to slowly crack and splinter, but the kumiho was not going to pull it out so soon. Their best predictions came from the bones that burned longest.

"Very well. It will be a few minutes before that bone is ready to be read," they say as they turn to again take their seat. They pour themself another cup of tea and lift their mask slightly to sip on it, before setting it back down to continue. "Now, a standard bone reading costs fifteen marks. I'm sure you understand; I have to replace my stock of bones rather frequently, as bone readings are... one of my more popular services."


The spirit then pulls out a small pad of paper, an inkwell and a brush. Taking the brush in hand, they quickly write a few lines of symbols; a flowing, brisk but clearly legible calligraphy soon covers the small page, which they gently tug free of the pad, sliding it towards Li with a smile under their mask. "Your bill, when you're ready to pay."

quaggan

 Li mustered his discipline and kept himself from trying to peek behind the masked soothsayer's shoulder and into the fire. Curiosity was eating at him, but he had no way to properly interpret the bone and the shapes in the smoke - and he didn't want to anger the spirits by casting his gaze on what was not meant to be seen by the eyes of the uninitiated. He's gotten himself into enough trouble because of his sight already.

Fortunately, there was another thing to occupy himself with. Curiosity was no match for his keen merchant sense. "That's a fair price" he agreed. He glanced at the bill, picking up the brush. He took his time reading - contracts and agreements were not to be rushed through, and they had to wait for the bone to burn anyway. He signed with a flourish, his other hand reaching for the pouch where he kept his gains.

"I can see why. I've seen some of your colleagues plying their trade, some signs advertising services such as tea leaf divination or spot reading, but nary a mention of bone. I don't think the local trade law would allow a monopoly, but considering the availability of supplies here at Sheng-gu, I can see how that would become a more niche occupation. I actually saw some people over in Songtu trying to make predictions from the shape and structure of bones of their skull wolves. Now that's morbid."

"Oh, but please forgive my tangent. I'm a merchant by trade, matters of supply and demand are my livelihood" he explained. To mask his awkwardness, he fished the payment out of the pouch and placed it on the table.

Klezmer Gryphon

The masked spirit watched as their newfound client's gaze started to stray past their shoulder, only to occupy itself with the receipt so conveniently placed in front of him. A smart one, truly; though the trickster spirit had no ill-will towards those curious of their craft, they did know a handful of spirits more powerful that spun the webs of fate who were... not so generous with their ways.

"Bone reading takes time, my dear, and not just from burning the bone itself. Many diviners would prefer quantity over the quality of their readings, which can lead to them cutting some of the lengthier options for their services," Min-Su begins, taking back their brush and inkwell and setting those aside after corking the latter, "Not to cast shade on my colleagues, of course; their services are perfectly adequate for what you pay for. I simply have much more time on my hands than most, and so the time it takes to perform bone readings is of no object to me."

The soothsayer then turns their attention to the fire as a loud crack and pop resounds from the fireplace. Speaking of that bone, it seems like it was ready. Min-Su gets up from their chair and crouches in front of the fire. They mutter something in a strange, unknown tongue as they reach into the flames with naught but their gloved hand, the flames parting around their glove as they simply pluck the smoking, charred and cracked bone from its infernal resting place.

"I think we're just about ready to start your reading," the spirit starts, returning to their seat and setting the still-hot scapula on their table, "I make no guarantees of either weal or woe in your future. With that in mind, are you ready to begin?"

quaggan

 Li listened, filing the information in his memory. Inside insights from a  professional were well worth his time. It seemed like he overestimated the potential of breaking into the bone supply industry. Perhaps he should gather more information, or just give up. It was always a sad thing to acknowledge that he was not needed or wanted.

But he was never the kind to dwell on life's sorrows, especially where there was excitement to be experienced! Li quickly pushed a stray strand of hair back behind one antler, stealing a glance at the cracked bone. All he could tell from it was that it was probably hot, and he should not touch it as he did not have the favour of the spirits to shield him from the heat.

His stomach was aflutter with excitement, but also tense with trepidation, as always when it came to getting his fortune revealed. "But of course" he agreed. It was a matter between a man and his own fate, one who curses the omens would be caught blind.