Trisha sat next to Frederica, playing with the sleeve of the robe she had been lent, as her strange new ability to identify items, called Interface, identified it. Item
Robes of a Travel Priestess, Normal Rank, Uncommon
Robes commonly worn by the clergy of Travel, the deity who governs travel
Everything Frederica had told her was insane, but the list of abilities and the map that she could make appear and disappear with a thought suggested that there was some logic to this hallucination, if that was truly what it was. Everything she was feeling was too real for her to believe this was a dream unless she had gone insane. She examined her own thought patterns. She was lucid and analytical, which suggested that she hadn't been drugged.
"Are you ok?" Frederica asked. She realized that she had been staring into the distance, and not speaking.
"Not really," Trisha said "I have strange abilities I didn't have before. Does everyone have an Interface in this world?"
Frederica looked confused "I don't even know what that is. But Outworlders usually have something like a guide. Something that makes sense in their world, but not in ours. Is this 'interface' something like that."
Trisha thinks for a moment, and then nods. "It is. But what about the other abilities I have? I didn't have those before either."
"I'm not well versed in Outworlder theory," Frederica said "You'd need to speak with an astral magic specialist to get more information on the specifics, but Outworlders usually subconsciously create abilities on arrival in another world to help them adapt to that other world."
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