[ *Sans finds a package under the tree with his name written on the tag in an odd handwriting. It’s a small rectangle wrapped in black, easy to miss if he wasn’t so accustomed to keeping an eye for such things. Peeling off the wrapping reveals an old box with an ancient deck of tarot cards inside. The edges are worn, the images fading– but he remembers seeing this deck before, when he visited a distant memory through the grey doors…
Centuries of use in the hands of a powerful mage has given them an ominous power. These shouldn’t be handled lightly.]













