Your heart is running an exercise regimen in your chest. Which is to be expected of course, a hastily drawn and performed rite of transportation never does an unprepared body well. You’re surprised you haven’t simply evaporated after finishing the incantations for such a rite. But through some stroke of luck, or perhaps some sort of divine intervention, you’re still in one piece, more or less

But, as the old adage goes, desperate times call for desperate measures, and a team of magus hunting mercenaries (likely better equipped than your average infantryman of many countries, no less) looking to kill you certainly defined a desperate time.

Now that you’ve finished the rite, you just have to wait for the mana to settle and congeal itself into a proper spell, which still offered no guarantee of safe passage to another place on Earth. Hell, the rite might warp you into the Great Barrier Reef, or into the middle of traffic in the Holland Tunnel.

The threat of killers wearing mana dissipating Kevlar and wielding high caliber assault rifles forced you to cast the rite without any real destination in mind, which was a popular means of execution, back in the day when magus were free to roam wherever they pleased. But now, transportation rites defaulted to the area with the highest innate mana concentration, and considering the growing urbanization of the world, such an area would be more remote than you’d like.

A thunderclap shakes you from your thoughts, and no doubt attracts the attention of your predators. The shuffle of multiple feet in the hallway signals your impending death. But luckily, the thunderclap is a beacon of hope, a blue halo of mana rotates on the carpet of your apartment, runes, whose meaning died long ago, spiral into the air, like a strange blizzard of light.

You close your eyes and take a few deep breaths, before plunging into the circle. Fuck, you can’t close it from inside the mana tunnel, you’d hope the rite dissipates before the mercenaries find it.

You travel through the tunnel like a bullet through a gun, so quickly that the color of the tunnel’s mana turns into an inhomogeneous, nauseating mess. Seconds after closing your eyes, you’re dropped unceremoniously onto the ground.

Mother of fucking Jesus, nearly every part of your body is screaming at you for not protecting it properly. You feel as if you’ve just been spat out of a washing machine whose internal components were made of molten magma, and then having your body soaked in salt.

Your brain is so overloaded you can’t even cry out in pain, only managing to gasp for air and writhe helplessly on the ground.

Your focus. Concentrating on your focus should not only bring it here, but ease some of the pain.

[x] A lighter, a fancy looking silver one, with your family name carved onto the back (School: Pyromancy)
[x] A boxcutter, rather mundane, aside from the shimmering red metal the blade is made of (School: Hemomancy)
[x] An old copper coin, similar to the ones used during funerals (School: Necromancy)
[x] A tin plated flashlight, completely mundane(School: Electromancy)

With your focus here and draining the mana safely away from you, the pain recedes rapidly.

It looks like your concerns of being thrown into the middle of nowhere proved correct. You can’t see a single human being. A quick mana detect spell says that wherever you are, it is indeed inhabited by humans, and other possible magus. You attempt a location spell, only to have it kick you in the head. Looks like you’re going have to find out where the hell you are the old fashioned way.

[x] An old beaten dirt path, you can see some houses and buildings in the distance. A shrine sits at the top of a flight of steps in the opposite direction.
[x] You can’t see anything with all the bamboo in the way
[x] The bank of a vast lake, with an intimidatingly large mansion on the other shore
[x] A forest, nearly overflowing with mana, you spy some smoke in the distance, as well as sunflowers.
[x] A garden? A large dead cherry tree stands over it
[x] The base of a large mountain, you strain to see various buildings near the top of it.

What do you do from here?
[x] Write-in

((Note that some school of magic would go best with certain areas and characters, i.e Hakugyokurou and Necromancy. But you’re free to choose whichever combination you’d like.))