Online:Phythia

Phythia
Location	Random encounter in the West Weald
Race	Wood Elf	Gender	Female
Health	15000
Reaction	Friendly

Phythia

Phythia is a Wood Elf who can be found on the side of the road in the West Weald during a random encounter. She is dancing amid three wisps.

Dialogue

Phythia and the wisps

When she appears, she cheerfully addresses her ethereal companions:

Phythia: "Come, little ones! Whisper to me the secrets of the Green."

You can then speak to her.

"Greetings, wanderer. Do you hear the wisps? I do. They bear fortunes and portents of things to come. If you cannot hear them, I'd be happy to share what they say about you."

Can you tell me my fortune? / Could you tell me my fortune?

"Of course! Wisps are gifts from Y'ffre to signal times of change. I can ask my wisps what exactly that change will be.
Give me a moment to convene with them."

What are you doing out here?

"Some of those Dawnway idiots decided that I was no longer welcome in Vashabar. Said I followed the Green Pact too zealously. But they only had a problem with me after I gave them a rather unsettling fortune."

Why would they have an issue with the Green Pact?

"Followers of the Dawnway claim to honor the Green, but honestly most of them are more interested in Ayleids and ancestors twice removed from our Bosmer heritage. At least, that's my opinion."

What is the Dawnway, exactly?

"They're Bosmer who are obsessed with the notion that maybe we're all descended from Ayleids. What does it matter? The Green is what's important in the here and now."

If you ask her for your fortune, she'll inform you once you exit the conversation. She will say one of the following lines:

Phythia: "Oh, that's unpleasant. My wisps see a storm, a battle, and darkness. Bad tidings all around. Step carefully, friend."

Phythia: "Oh, I see. The wisps bear grim tidings. A darkness stalks you, and no matter how far and how fast you run, it will overtake you. Better to face it."

Phythia: "Ah is that so little ones? They say you will face great victories, but at the cost of your own death. Wait, deaths. Plural. That's … interesting."

Phythia: "Well, that's interesting. The wisps say your future is a muddle. Undetermined. Unresolved. That's odd, since they are usually so sure of themselves."

Phythia: "Oh really? The wisps tell me you are mighty and powerful, and don't need their advice to attain your goals. Excellent!"

Phythia: "I see. I see. Very well. The wisps see a golden path laid before you, and that you have the strength to walk it. I see good fortune ahead for you."

If you speak to her again, she'll say:

"The future can change. Tiny things change in the future. My wisps see these things and predict what is to come. Perhaps your fortune will be different next time we meet."

When you walk away, she says:

Phythia: "Until we meet again, wanderer."