Her eyes went wide, and for a second, her green irises seemed to become greener.

"The Mahjarrat," she said, her voice trembling. "They have a rejuvenation ritual coming up, don't they? One will die, the rest will live as far as I know."

Her hand shook as she laid the deck face down on the table. She looked more frail and hunched over than she was just a minute before.

Oh gods, the Mahjarrat.

"Divide the deck into five stacks and restack it how you wish. the stacks don't have to be even."