I sense you have talked to Thourak. You have that 'just-received-an-unsatisfactory-fortune' look about you.

Well? Am I right?

• "It wasn't great."

Aha! Not satisfied, never satisfied, no. That's what makes your kind so interesting to the fates. To the Five.

Well, you're in luck. I have time for a little game. You give me your Israphel’s Glory cards, and if the fates so choose, you might receive Siel’s Gift, Aion’s Grace, or maybe something even better.

Now how does that sound?

• Accept.
• Decline.

Good, good! Another su--uh, customer!

Okay. Give me that hand. No, not that one.

What? You thought I could just intuit which reward to give you? Oh, no, no, no. I need to touch you, to... sense your aura.

• "Again? I suppose..."

Ask Tirrian to exchange ten Israphel's Glory fortunes for a gift.

Good, good! Another su--uh, customer!

Okay. Give me that hand. No, not that one.

What? You thought I could just intuit which reward to give you? Oh, no, no, no. I need to touch you, to... sense your aura.

• "Again? I suppose..."

What's this? Trying to cheat me, eh? No shame, no shame! Treating an old woman that way.

I will trade for ten Israphel’s Glory cards, and no fewer.

• "Sorry, it was a simple mistake."

Hmm...how about...this one? Is this more to your taste?

Don't worry, that woozy feeling will go away in a minute or two.

If you're still unsatisfied with your lot, I can trade more fortunes. But fortunes only, you hear?

You took ten Israphel's Glory fortunes to Tirrian, and exchanged them for a gift.