Draws a morning card

Kalath awoke with the familiar cottonmouth and throbbing temples of a hangover. Moaning, She grimaced at the light flooding into her caravan. She rose shakily, looking around her caravan. She saw the card on the table. The nude maiden still looked back on her, reminding her of her cryptic reading. She decided she needed a fresh card, she couldn't just walk around with the nude maiden in her mind!

She drew another card and set it down. The river card. That was something! She really should freshen up, there was another carnival tonight, and it helped to be at her freshest (especially with all the men that came to her booth). She knew it would make her feel better as well. So, rising to her bare feet, she left her caravan. She saw the other performers starting their days, setting up booths and tents. She cut back, into the forest, where the river and a nice pleasant bath awaited her...