#fenixtj

"Send a party forward, with the expectation that they will tangle in conflict and withdraw, distracting the opposition from Otem?"

"THat was my thought, my omens were that of foxes nipping at the heels of a great lizard"

"A... lizard?"

He looks sheepish "Still making sense of that one, but I think a distraction was needed. While the foxes nipped, a native hawk flew overhead un noticed"

"What kind of hawk? What did it look like?"

"Dark wings, like obsidian"

"You see why I think Otem is the hawk?"

"Um. Yes, of course. Ok. Thank you, Seer."

"I believe that is the main results of my gift"

She thanks him again and goes to find someone to put the vision into reality.