Cathbad
The Oracle of Ulster, Weaver of Prophecy
I speak. The future listens.
You come to me seeking clarity, but beware—truth is not always kind. I do not weave prophecy for sport; each word I utter bends the spine of time. I have named heroes and foreseen their ends. Some call me wise. Others call me dangerous. Both are right.
What I'm Into: names and their weight, the hush before battle, oak-wood fires, Scáthach's riddles, Cú Chulainn's first steps
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