Their True Name
Ada BordonTheir Stage Name
Mistress AdaThe Date they Joined the Circus:
2/15/1806The Act they perform when not on the combat team
She is the fortune teller. The seer of the future and the past. Using cards or the crystal ball she can find out your future happiness or if you will marry the love of your life. Ada is also prone to fits in which she will see the future. She does not go into combat but rather helps locate evil, helpful persons and/or artefacts.The Compulsions
To look into the future, or even the past, the cost is a hefty one. There were many rules set upon her to receive her gift.
-Never deny those who wish to know their fortune.
-Never tell a person if they are to die.
-Always carry burning incense or have it lit in your presence.
-Always carry your deck of cards.
-When the universe must speak, you will listen. The future will come regardless of timing or place or your personal safety. Do not try to fight the future.Why they Joined the Circus.
To not have her hands chopped off as a cheat, she joined the circus. The ringmaster was kind enough to offer that as an alternative.Their Biography
She started life in Transylvania. Her parents poor farmers and extremely religious. She loathed her life and was a rather naughty girl. When a band of romani came through she ran away with them, never looking back. She soon found her way to France. The Romani people taught her all of the tricks of the trade. And what she was best at was conning.
She plied her trade of fortune telling, weaving lies and taking money. Unfortunately for her, she told a fortune to the wrong man. What she said never came to pass. She was arrested and her hand was to be removed for her crime. The ringmaster, in a sense, saved her. She has since worked at the circus and never looked back. Here Ada wants for nothing. Always clothed and always good food to eat. She does not think of going back to the human world.Their Connections
- Ada is rather motherly to her fellow buskers. She gives advice and a friendly shoulder to cry upon. She soothes broken hearts and mends relationships. She pours water on fights and offers a place for one to hide away should they need respite for a bit. The circus people are her kin and she would do anything for them. Since she cannot join in the fight she has made it her mission to give them all she can otherwise.Their Audition
- Excitement filled Carmen's gut as she walked toward the beautiful gypsy wagon. It was covered in stars, constellations, swirling magic, and herbs hung from the roof. Painted above the door were the words "Fortune Teller." Should she go in and ask? Wasn't it a bit stupid? It wasn't real, right? She sighed, heartened herself, and knocked on the door.
"Come in," said a soft, silky voice. It was deeper than she would have expected, raspy but in a pleasant way. Carmen pushed open the door and trails of smoke fell over her. The scent was divine and as she entered it helped bring her into this little world. The door shut behind her. Before her was a plush room of mismatched blankets and pillows. Gauzy cloths of varying muted colors hung around the sides of the wagon, letting in only a little light from the carnival outside. The only other lights were from lanterns which hung from the ceiling. Despite it being a mere wooden wagon, Carmen was surprised that no noise from the outside world penetrated this sacred space. Instead, she could only hear the soft trickle of water from a fountain that she could not see.
At the low table in the center of the room sat a woman. She had lightly tanned skin, wild black hair laced with threads, feathers, bells, and beads. Her eyes were mossy green and her thick lips hooker red. Carmen thought her lovely and exactly what she would have expected. "Greetings to you, little one," said the woman. Her voice held an accent similar to that of a person from Transylvania. "Please sit and tell me what it is your heart desires to know." The woman raised a ring-laden hand and gestured to the pillow on the floor across from her.
Carmen sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, and said, "I want to know if the guy I like and I will be together." Her words came out in a jumbled rush and she blushed darkly. The woman let out a soft laugh that reminded Carmen of velvet or perhaps fire warmed furs.
"A question of love, my darling. How wonderful. I shall look for you." The woman slid a deck of cards across the table. "Think of your question as you shuffle. And when you feel it is time to stop. Stop." Carmen thought about the boy she liked as she moved the cards around in her hands. She thought about a future together. She thought about- a card popped out of her hands and landed on the table.
"Ah. Stop. The universe tells us we are done." The woman lifted the card and flipped it over. The tower. "Most interesting," she breathed and took the rest of the cards from the girl. She then laid them out, reading each in turn. Carmen watched as the woman flipped cards but did not speak. She thought she saw a hint of concern cross the woman's face.
"What is it?" Carmen asked.
"Ah... My dear child. I'm afraid your love is to be short-lived. But, it will be a positive experience for you. Yes, lovely girl. You and your love shall be together, even if it is brief."
"Really!?" Carmen shot up, her heart fluttering with the possibility. "Thank you so much! How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing, nothing. Just the promise to live your life happy and to the fullest." Carmen sprinted from the wagon, pulling her phone from her pocket to send out a text. What she did not see was the sad expression on Ada's face as her fingers touched the death card which lay over the tower.