[ As you enter the alley and the gate shuts heavily behind you, the lantern you've been holding shatters into bright flakes of white light and vanishes. ]
[ You can still feel it, though. ]
[ Innately, you know the lantern is not gone, and not broken. It has gone into your Armiger -- a space inside of you, next to your soul. You can feel it in there, ready for you to call it into existence once again, any time you want. ]
[ In fact, now that you're paying attention, you can feel there is something else in your Armiger besides your lantern, waiting for you to call it into being. You know that all you have to do is hold out your hand and it will appear in your palm the moment you will it to be so. ]
[ In a glittering flash of white light, the thing you called for drops into your palm. ]
[ It's a .45 caliber Colt M1911 pistol. The polished wood grip feels familiar in your hand, and the light of two dozen street lamps glints off the curlicue embellishments of the engravings along the barrel. ]
[ As you turn it in your hands, you can feel something strange about it. You can feel... that it has been imbued with the power of lightning. ]
[ As surely as you are breathing, you understand: while you are holding this object, you will be able to channel its power and cast Thundara at will. ]
[ You now have access to your Armiger. You can put things into it at any time, and they will appear or disappear from your hand at your whim. ]
[Oh. A gun. Bless you, sweet magical gifts! She examines it, trying her best not to be too excited by this new development. Her eyes widen a moment as she realizes she recognizes this gun. She can sense the fact that it has magic inside of it as well - magic she can use!]
Oh. Wow... uhm- [She looks around again, remembering there had been someone who called out to her before when the gate first opened.]
[ With the closed gate at your back, there’s only one exit, and it’s in front of you. ]
[ You hear that familiar voice again:]
Over here!
[ The alley is narrow and zig-zags through crumbling buildings. Eventually you see the exit, and the man who’s standing at the end of the alley, waiting for you, along with three other people. ]
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Re: Haven
Ah, thank you-
[She takes a step forward once the path is open to her.]
Re: Haven
[ You can still feel it, though. ]
[ Innately, you know the lantern is not gone, and not broken. It has gone into your Armiger -- a space inside of you, next to your soul. You can feel it in there, ready for you to call it into existence once again, any time you want. ]
[ In fact, now that you're paying attention, you can feel there is something else in your Armiger besides your lantern, waiting for you to call it into being. You know that all you have to do is hold out your hand and it will appear in your palm the moment you will it to be so. ]
Re: Haven
She holds out her palm, already knowing and expecting something to happen when she does.]
Re: Haven
[ It's a .45 caliber Colt M1911 pistol. The polished wood grip feels familiar in your hand, and the light of two dozen street lamps glints off the curlicue embellishments of the engravings along the barrel. ]
[ As you turn it in your hands, you can feel something strange about it. You can feel... that it has been imbued with the power of lightning. ]
[ As surely as you are breathing, you understand: while you are holding this object, you will be able to channel its power and cast Thundara at will. ]
[ You now have access to your Armiger. You can put things into it at any time, and they will appear or disappear from your hand at your whim. ]
Re: Haven
Oh. Wow... uhm- [She looks around again, remembering there had been someone who called out to her before when the gate first opened.]
Hello?
Re: Haven
[ With the closed gate at your back, there’s only one exit, and it’s in front of you. ]
[ You hear that familiar voice again:]
Over here!
[ The alley is narrow and zig-zags through crumbling buildings. Eventually you see the exit, and the man who’s standing at the end of the alley, waiting for you, along with three other people. ]
[Approach?]