"Nothing is set in stone, your future can change with your choices but what I see in this ball is what is most likely going to happen to you based on your previous choices."
Krusten peers into the ball and then looks up at the blacksmith.
"OK, let's begin.... Repeat after me,"
Krusten takes in a deep breath and exhales,
"Umballa umrall umralesti."
Krusten sways from left to right as though the words are invoking something in her. She then whispers,
"Right, now for the last part... Carefully now."
Speaking loudly now,
"Welawonkers twinkie cellulosilac bonkeramos".