"They say much, too, but there, I know what the omens are, what the shine of one constellation over another might tell. With a person's history and birth, I could look up to the stars and teach them of their future. With my proper tool, I could draw from that fate, and restore them. Fate is like the ocean, you see. Most are as a ship at shore, shifted by the tide, while a rare few are pulled by the wind to where they must be. The stars know the way it flows, and to those who pay attention, share." And there she is, Ryja Featherfists, who will look up at the sky for hours each night, making connections and reading even the littlest omens. Just talking about it makes her lean forward a bit, revitalized.