When they call your name, you’ll go before the Arcanum Chalice and they’ll give you a simple three-card spread, with each card representing a different aspect of your future. Then, you’ll pick what part of your future to give up.” “Give up?” Skirts echoes, leaning back. Her brow furrows. “What…what do you mean?” She has a soft voice and kind eyes. Neither is going to help her much here. I lock eyes with her. “This is Arcana Academy. Your future is your tuition.”
