Custom familiar gate

```Custom Familiar Gate``` is a service that alters the the Familiar Gate (930) spell.

There are several premade options available, and depending on the release method, the player may be allowed to submit their own customization. If the player does submit their own idea, it may be considered a delayed service. Premade options are found in token-like objects that can be REDEEMed to apply the messaging to the character.

Premade Options

Theme	Custom Portal
#130: Starlit doorway (930-Familiar Gate)
#131: Rippling mirage (930-Familiar Gate)
#132: Column of light (930-Familiar Gate)
#133: Powerful vortex (930-Familiar Gate)
#134: Pillar of darkness (930-Familiar Gate)
#135: Ice arch (930-Familiar Gate)
#136: Sphere of ether (930-Familiar Gate)
#137: Rainbow-hued nexus (930-Familiar Gate)
#138: Ring of essence (930-Familiar Gate)
#139: Spinning sigil (930-Familiar Gate)

#130: Starlit doorway

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1st person: A sharp blue line traces its way through the air before you into the shape of a doorway, which opens to reveal a starlit blackness as vast and endless as the midnight sky.

Portal: [a/an stable/unstable] starlit doorway

Portal Closure: A pulse of intense blue light overwhelms the starlit doorway. When the light recedes, the doorway is simply no longer there.

Portal Description: The doorway is both insubstantial and vast. Viewed in profile, the doorway nearly vanishes, barely as thick as a page of vellum. But viewed head-on, its glowing blue frame reveals a seemingly endless universe of starlit blackness, silent, unwavering, and oddly peaceful. With its sharp lines and precise angles, the starlit doorway looks less like a magical portal than a threshold built through reality itself.

#131: Rippling mirage

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1st person: A fiery wind rips through the area, heating the air until it distorts and ripples like a desert mirage, opening a blurred and hazy portal through space itself.

Portal: [a/an stable/unstable] rippling mirage

Portal Closure: A fast wind chills the air before you, and the rippling mirage quickly wavers out of existence.

Portal Description: At first glance, the mirage appears to be nothing more than a trick of the eye, like a wavering haze on a hot summer day. But the size, strength, and constancy of this mirage betray its magical nature. More than merely distorting the air before it, the rippling mirage seems to conceal within its hazy depths a glimpse of an altogether different place. A ferocious heat bleeds from the pulsing heart of the mirage, almost as if it were alive with magical purpose.

#132: Column of light

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1st person: Motes of light wink into existence and gently swirl through the air with purpose. Before long, the motes coalesce with a flash, revealing in their place a searing column of golden light.

Portal: [a/an stable/unstable] column of light

Portal Closure: The column of light dissolves into a swirl of motes that spiral high through the air before winking out of existence.

Portal Description: The column of light sprouts from the ground and burns brightly upward until it gently wanes into nothingness at its highest extremes. As bright as the light is, its searing golden depths are unexpectedly inviting to the eyes, comforting like the flames of a flickering hearth. Golden motes swirl within the light with purpose, almost as if their dance fueled its magical fire.

#133: Powerful vortex

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1st person: A quick and blustering wind blows in, whipping up all manner of dirt and debris as it spins into a powerful, magical vortex of air whose depths lead to places unknown.

Portal: [a/an stable/unstable] powerful vortex

Portal Closure: The powerful vortex picks up speed as it shrinks and narrows, quickly spinning into nothingness.

Portal Description: The vortex is a powerful convergence of elemental forces, churning through the air in a circle before you. As violent as the vortex is, it does appear to offer passage within its turbulent depths, obscured by the dirt, dust and debris picked up as it spins in place. The powerful vortex tugs at your hair and clothing as it loudly draws in the air around it with what sounds like an angry howl.

#134: Pillar of darkness

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1st person: The shadows around you twist and undulate towards each other until they converge into an inky pillar of darkness.

Portal: [a/an stable/unstable] pillar of darkness

Portal Closure: The pillar of darkness ripples for a moment as it separates into shadows that recede into the darkness from which they came.

Portal Description: The pillar of darkness stretches from the ground like a tree rooted in the very shadows surrounding it. Its edges are hazy and indistinct, almost unfocused

#135: Ice arch

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1st person: The air chills drastically as frost crystalizes from the ground up into a sharpened arch of glittering, prismatic ice.

Portal: [a/an stable/unstable] ice arch

Portal Closure: With a sharp crack, the ice arch fractures and explodes into a cloud of crystals and frost carried away in the wind.

Portal Description: The ice arch looks like it could have grown naturally within the depths of an arctic cave. Its walls are both lovely to behold as well as seemingly dangerous, glittering and glassy in the light but jagged-edged and sharp to the touch. A cold and steady haze spills from the arch, obscuring what lies on the other side of its icy walls.

#136: Sphere of ether

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1st person: A ball of ether materializes mid-air, growing in size as it lashes out with angry and erratic tongues of lightning and electric energy.

Portal: [a/an stable/unstable] sphere of ether

Portal Closure: The tongues of lightning lashing out from the sphere of ether erupt with a final, loud crack as the ether collapses in on itself and vanishes.

Portal Description: The sphere of ether is massive and perfectly round, with a mirror-like finish to its purplish-black surface. Tongues of lightning lash from the ether and whip about its face erratically, crackling with a menacing intensity. As loud and large as it is, the sphere of ether is entirely insubstantial, a turbulence of shadow and energy obscuring what lies beyond it.

#137: Rainbow-hued nexus

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1st person: Rainbow-hued mist coalesces mid-air into ribbons that twist themselves into a spinning, vaporous nexus of elemental water vapor.

Portal: [a/an stable/unstable] rainbow-hued nexus

Portal Closure: The nexus quickly vanishes as its ribbons of rainbow-hued mist unwind themselves and evaporate into the air.

Portal Description: The nexus looks like the mist of a waterfall come alive. Ribbons of lovely vapor twist around each other harmoniously, catching every color of the rainbow in their watery spray. Space seems to vanish within the depths of the rainbow-hued nexus, but what awaits on the other side is obscured by a twisting cloud of water and color.

#138: Ring of essence

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1st person: A crackling jolt of energy traces a ring of pure black essence mid-air. The energy dissipates with a clap of sparks, but the undulating ring of essence lingers, hovering mere inches above the ground.

Portal: [a/an stable/unstable] ring of essence

Portal Closure: A crackling jolt of energy slowly consumes the ring of essence, tracing its entire length until vanishing in a clap of sparks.

Portal Description: The ring of essence has the sheen of polished onyx, but flows like running water. Its glossy surface churns back down and on itself like a river with no beginning or end. Between its borders, all is darkness. Nothing can be seen or heard within the inky gloom, except a dull and insistent thrumming.

#139: Spinning sigil

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1st person: The sound of grating metal heralds a sigil of silver light, spinning into existence mid-air. The sigil slows its rotation as it turns upright and hovers gently mere inches above the ground before you.

Portal: [a/an stable/unstable] spinning sigil

Portal Closure: With the sound of grating metal, the sigil hovering before you flies back into the air and spins rapidly until collapsing on itself.

Portal Description: The sigil is a searing circle of silver light bordered in concentric magical runes. At a glance, the runes seem to invoke elemental and teleportation magic, though the sigil's magical aura and steady revolution make a thorough interpretation challenging. A sound of grating metal can be heard within the sigil, reminiscent of gearwork grinding against itself.