[The vampire has probably a dozen lanterns, of various sizes and shapes, hanging on his person, and he nods eagerly at the proposition of a trade.
With quick, practiced motions, he unhooks a small lantern from one of his chains and holds it out for Reigen.]
Here. T a k e t h i s.
[He withdraws with the lighter, returning to his booth and staring at the flame as he flicks it on and off repeatedly.
The attendant clears his throat and quietly offers Reigen a small box of matches for his troubles. This is apparently not the first time the vampire lord has, uh, commandeered an interesting looking device.]
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With quick, practiced motions, he unhooks a small lantern from one of his chains and holds it out for Reigen.]
Here. T a k e t h i s.
[He withdraws with the lighter, returning to his booth and staring at the flame as he flicks it on and off repeatedly.
The attendant clears his throat and quietly offers Reigen a small box of matches for his troubles. This is apparently not the first time the vampire lord has, uh, commandeered an interesting looking device.]