"I am Oksana, a soothsayer. The arts of magic have been passed down through my family from times immemorial, from grandmother to granddaughter..."
"I can make love-potions, tell the future, and use sorcery to invoke fortune in battle. I am also good at soothsaying and healing horses."
"As for me, I come from Poltava. My life would have been all right, save for that unfortunate cattle plague last Autumn. The local priest had long nursed a grudge against me -- suspected that I was stealing his parish from him, or some such nonsense. Accused me of witchcraft, and said it was I who killed the cattle. That very night they tarred and burned my house. Thankfully, some kind souls warned me in time, and I escaped with my life."