[A magic circle spreads open at his feet, sigils glowing softly.] A moment, if I may.
[The portal fires off shafts of light towards the ceiling to form a pillar. And in it he vanishes, leather and flesh and bone dissolving into empty space. Within half a minute's time he'll phase back into existence with a pretty little box sitting in the palm of his hand - the end result of bored experimentation along the lines of the boneheads, or the dragoyles Hector had created.]
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[The portal fires off shafts of light towards the ceiling to form a pillar. And in it he vanishes, leather and flesh and bone dissolving into empty space. Within half a minute's time he'll phase back into existence with a pretty little box sitting in the palm of his hand - the end result of bored experimentation along the lines of the boneheads, or the dragoyles Hector had created.]