>>5575353"Well, like I said, we were hoping you could help us." Or Holly, really. "She's a Psychic and-"
"And you want to find her a teacher." Slowking finishes, before blinking. "She seems to be doing alright to me." He says.
You both shift.
You've just talked things out with Holly, but you really don't want to have to explain your reasons to a stranger.
"Either way, I can't help you. I'm the Guardian of this shrine and I can't leave it." Slowking says, gesturing to the shrine in question.
"What's the shrine to, Arceus?" Holly asks.
Slowking shakes his head.
"No, Arnet's Guardian." Slowking says, then sobers. "Those thugs wanted the Tongue. They claim to have the two halves of the Skirt and they will be back." He says.
"The Tongue?" You ask.
"See for yourself." Slowking says, indicating you to climb the steps to the shrine.
You do so cautiously and inside it, on a pedestal at about chest height, suspended on one faceted end in front of a little window looking out across the water in the direction of the Timekeeper's Sceptre is a crystal the length of your hand from the tip of your middle finger to your wrist, with the top end featuring an impossible ring, currently held on a hook in the roof of the little shrine.
You don't know much about crystals, but you're pretty sure you remember hearing in a movie once that a circular shape like that ring would be impossible to carve without shattering the crystal.
There's also a sort of... <span class="mu-i">unreal</span> feel about it. Not unwholesome or bad... -No. Not <span class="mu-i">unreal</span>. It's more like this crystal is the most <span class="mu-i">real</span> thing you've ever seen. It's powerful. There's a sort of... potentiality about it. Like it has the power to change everything.
Cautiously, you look at it through your aura sight, before you stagger back with a yell, throwing up an arm uselessly at the blinding light the crystal gives off and fall backwards down the steps.
With a groan, you stagger back to the group and shakily down your tea before getting yourself another cup.
"What <span class="mu-i">is</span> that?" You ask, feeling spooked.
"Part of the Timekeeper's Bell." The Slowking says. "I doubt those three have good intentions for it." He adds. "I can't help you. Or, not the way you want. But could you do me a favor and take the Tongue with you?"
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