Eris Morn places one hand on your weapon, and the other on your shoulder. You feel a pulsing connection, and flashes of memory wash over you.

When it ends, Eris seems to sag under her own weight.

"You've seen so much violence," she mutters. "As much as any of us. With so much more to come. I've done all I can in this matter."

She looks into your face, searching. "Take this weapon and face whatever may come with your full power. Win for humanity what we all yearn for: a future free from the whispers of the past."

"Now go," she concludes. "I must rest."