Card Lores:Wary March Soothsayer

A soothsayer from the empire of Rome. No one knew who he was, much less who he actually is, for was always enshrouded in a ragged brown cloak. He was outcast among all the other people, because of a mutilation that he had- a pair of horns protruding from his forehead. How he had came to have those horns, noone knew, but it had been an interesting subject of conversation for a while. Some said that once, for unknown reasons, a person had fused those horns to his head, for it wasn't natural to have such a feature. Other had told tales of an alchemist, or magician, whichever, that tried to make a human-goat hybrid, and that was the result. Whenever "Soothsayer" would hear those rumors, he would simply smile, shake his head and walk off, in a nonplussed way. The world had only been able to see his head, as the rest was covered by that cloak of his, and he wanted it to remain that way. His power, however,was not one to be messed with. He could sense disturbance in the natural order of the universe, predict forthcoming trouble in the stars, and, worst of all, knows exactly when one would die, and how. Everyone took to calling him 'The Herald of Misfortune and Death', and feared him. However, the "Soothsayer" was unaffected by those comments, as he had things on his mind.

A day before the ides of March, "Soothsayer" felt something ominous stirring in the order of the universe. Something was not right, even as everyone was in a celebratory mood that day. Something was definitely odd about the world, and for the first time in ages, it wasn't him.