A Halo

You scan through the room, you don't even know where to start! Piles of gold, bulging treasure chests, hefty books, ancient weapons, if the monsters in the house are real surely something here can help you.

As you look through one treasure pile one object catches your eye. It looks like a large ring, wider than your head, made of some kind of tarnished metal. It shouldn't stand out among everything else in the room but something about it still calls out to you. You walk towards it, almost in a daze, reaching out for it. You grow more and more excited as your hands grow closer and finally you make contact with it.

The second your fingers touch the ring it emits a gentle golden glow. As you tighten your grip around the ring a feeling of serenity settles over you. You feel the lingering will of someone, or something, within this ring - this halo. The firm belief that someone would take it up and continue its' mission, someone like you. You can hear your friends' concerned voices as they approach you but their voices are muffled. All you can focus on is the halo as you slowly place it behind your head. You release your grip and then you feel something flow into you from the halo.