GATE

Strange dreams are something all Warlocks become familiar with in time, the sleeping hours often being as eventful as the waking. Still it had been a time since Noa had seen the vision of the sword atop the mountain of corpses. That would end tonight.

Camping in the wilderness, on his trek to the north seas and the mainlands of the kingdom ahead, he found himself in the shadowy land of fog and dull light. As if watching the world from behind his own eyes, he saw himself reach into the void and pull forth his weapon. Then, with the other hand, he reached and pulled out a second from another.

A word burned into his mind, clearly enough that he could barely focus on his sight
G
A
T
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GATE

"Gate..." Noa awoke. Sure enough, his dream had revealed something new. Noa could now hold two weapons in exile at once.

(You can now pocket dimension 2 weapons, and attune to one extra magic item as long as it is a weapon.)