"Okay, let's grab some hair dye too. I guess we will need three sets, black, red and purple." He stands up to do those things.

And once Things have been gathered, upstairs they go.

And shortly after they leave, downstairs come the four amentan kids, fresh from the shower. Sefoni peers around at the people in the bar room, noticing that Erandur has left while they were upstairs. 

"Oh, that's too bad... I thought of some more questions about the plants," she sighs. "I can just figure them out myself, though, I think." She decides, putting the issue out of mind. 

"People just come and go. And we can always talk to someone else?"

"Yeah," she sighs again, but does look around at the other patrons.

At a nearby table a conspicuously magical woman sits, poking at what looks like a holographic representation of a palace of some sort. Or, maybe not a palace. Certainly a very large building with a lot of gorgeously decorated rooms, though. She seems to glow with an inner light, flickering and flaring and wreathing her form in an aura of golden fire, but the chair she's sitting on seems unburnt.

Ooooh, Tepam aproaches. "Are you magical? What is that? What are you doing? Also, hi!"

She looks down at her, unsurprised by her approach, "Hello," she greets in return, smiling, and then proceeds to answer her questions in reverse order. "I'm working on my next project. This is one of my more useful powers, the ability to project the images I imagine into the air and manipulate them. I am, in fact, very magical." 

"What kind of magical?" Mika asks, coming up beside Tepam and peering at the image on the table. It's very pretty.

"I am The Architect," she answers, "The goddess of Architecture, patron of the hearth and home. My powers are those needed to grant my followers' prayers, and create homes for those without them." 

Can you make homes anywhere? Or build them really, really tall?"

"Both of those things," she nods. "So long as I'm not in the range of another god, or some other magical effect like the one in this in-between place. Far enough into another god's range I usually need their cooperation to work, as they need mine in my range." She looks the four children over, "You four are quite magical as well," she notes, "Are you here looking for more?"

"We are! Do you have any magic that you can share?"

"I do," she says, peering more closely at the four of them. "Hm... I believe I could give the four of you two Boons. Boons are items with useful magic attached to them," she explains, "They're meant to convince people to worship the god who gives them to them - though of course I can't expect that from the people I meet here."

Pensive nod, "What kind could you make for us?" Mika asks. "And why only two?"

"I can only make a limited number per day," she explains. "I don't control what kind of magic they offer, either, though it's always tied into my domain, somehow - planning and creating - and is always something which the receiver will find very useful."

"Could you do something that creates magic?"

She shakes her head, "That's much too powerful for a Boon, I'm afraid. Most of my Boons draw from the 'planning' portion of my domain, as well, though we won't know what you'll get until I make one for you. Would you like me to?" 

"I would!" Tepam says bouncing.

"Alright, come here, and hold out your hand."  

She holds out her own, her fiery aura settling into a more uniform glow as she does so. Slowly, the light gathers in the palm of her hand, becoming brighter and brighter until they have to look away. 

When they look back, she's holding a necklace of deep green gems set into a lattice of copper-coloured metal. 

"Oh, that's an interesting one," she murmurs, admiring it with a pleased smile. She offers it to Tepam. 

"Oooh! Thank you!" She hugs The Architect. "What does this do?"

"Why don't you try it and find out?" She suggests. "Just put it on, and want to activate it."

She does. Necklace activate!

The necklace activates! Out of the gems comes streams of multi-coloured light, quickly resolving into a three-dimensional grid. 

The Architect glances over at her palace hologram, and it dissolves into a similar display, "It seems like it's based on that power," she says, motioning towards it. "I think it has to do with your own magic, though. A design tool for spells."

"Eeee! That! That is the best thing!" Tepam looks like she is about to explode with happiness.