[h1][color=Blue]First Story Arc - Crosshaven[/color][/h1]

In a world that is gradually removing itself from superstition and things unnatural, the Seer is an oddity of sorts.  Perhaps the Seer could be described as an old remnant of mythical times past, an oddity, an unknown that both fascinates and frightens others.  Still, the legendary still exists in places and not all locations follow the path of progress so perhaps there is still room for the Seer in our lives.  Still...no one really expects the Seer to look like that.

Standing only 5'5'' with black, long hair tied up in a tail on one side, and pale, translucent skin; the Seer is an oddity to behold.  What compounds upon people's confusion is the fact that there is no way to tell if The Seer is male or female, a pretty boy or a beautiful girl.  Usually when people first meet the Seer they try to decide what personal pronoun to attribute the Seer, as was the case with the farmer who had picked the Seer up on his way to Crosshaven.

"So erm, young man?"  The farmer asked as he was unsure if this porcelain figure sitting on the wagon seat beside him was in fact male.  "What brings a fellow like you to these parts?"

The Seer gazed back at the farmer for a moment with licorice eyes that seemed to be able to trap anyway staring back into them.  The farmer was perfectly reflected in those glass-like eyes, so he felt the need to look away and back on the road.  Of course the farmer was ignorant to who the figure beside him was, but figured it must have been someone with a decent upbringing, more so by how the Seer responded.

"We felt a shift in this area and have need to investigate.  Also I know fate has guided me here for some reason, that reason should become known to me in time."  The Seer started looking around as they drove up toward the outskirts of town.  The farmer really did not know what to make of his strange passenger.

"Well...if you need a place to stay should be a nice inn just up the road a ways.  Any case I need to turn here so you better hop off now."  The Seer nodded once and then alighted off the seat like a feather in the wind, the black traveling cloak billowed around a bit before the Seer touched the ground.

"We thank you for your generosity, I do believe your daughter should be born shortly.  Many blessing on you and your family."  The Seer smiled lightly as the stranger to the town made way toward actual population centers.

The farmer dumbfoundedly watched as the figure walked on with no further comments.  "How the hay did he know about that?"  The farmer shook it off and turned his wagon toward a dirt road that headed toward his fields.  "Still, must say I appreciate the blessin's"  

The sun was high in the sky, there was quite a bit of day to burn before nightfall.  The Seer knew that there was a need to be there in this small town, now just to figure out what it was before needing to journey again.