After we reached the next town on our journey I was able to
get the parts to put together my electroshock rifle. The rifle works well
enough. Unfortunately smokes seems to dislike mysterious gifts of schematics
even if they seem to work, it is amusing that when I leave the rifle near him
he becomes visibly shaken. What I find more disturbing is that the pocket of my
duster from which I withdrew the schematics was very well stitched to the point
where it takes a particular series of hand motions to even reach inside, and
small items placed inside are almost invisible from the outside. Whoever my
benefactor is certainly has something to hide, but I’m Mirrors. I’ve got my
lightning rifle, my wits, and my family. What could go wrong?
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