Okay... so you either have to recreate with magic a revolutionary technology, albeit one 15 years old... or you have to recreate a ancient blessing from Orres past... Easy! Simple. You can do this. You can do this. You...
You need help. And there's only one place to get it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8tTeAZVWwFEActually there were 3 places but Carrie and Tom don't seem like theyd be experts in this field. And they have lives! Let Carrie watch that movie she bought from Wide Tony, in fact she should invite Tom over and they can bond.
So you go to your uncle.
The light reflects off his glasses as he withdraws his stethoscope from Gremlin and frowns. "I must confess LadyNiamic... I do not know what is wrong with him."
"...You don't?" You gesture at the apathetic pokemon sitting on the hospital bed. "Hes a shadow pokemon!"
"I believe the term is dark?" He raises a eyebrow as you sigh. You forget sometimes. Nimrah isn't a local. He visited the island... roughly 10 years ago? By then the last shadow pokemon had well been purified. That being said... it is a odd thing to miss. Sometimes Nimrah seems to be better with things then people, or history. Hes got gaps. Like hes been living under a rock, presumably a pretty comfortable one.
"Oh right..." He takes off the stenograph. "Shadow, that condition... Lady Niamic am many things, a doctor, a saboteur, a quartermaster. To say the least." He shakes his head. "But I am no therapist. The matters of the heart, closed, open, broken, these are mysteries to me." He strokes his chin. "However, I do have a defibrillator, perhaps that could do things."
"No, it's not so literal." You lean back in your chair. "This sucks. How am I supposed to create a relic stone?"
"The item from when Celebi landed?" Nimrahs words give you a bolt of shock, why does he know about THAT. "Your father had me look into most of the, key items of the region in case we needed to... acquire things."
He taps the fingers of his glove. "So the Relic stone, from what I've seen, is simply soaked in Celebi's power, but in the most diluted sense. It doesn't give things youth, it restores memories." He smiles thinly. "A miracle but compared to Celebi's power it has the heat of a painting of a fire. Why is that so vital?"
You reach out and pick up Gremlin, the pokemon not squirming as you place him on your knee. Hes sortof like a doll, with weapons. And you're fond of dolls.
"It lets them remember what their heart is like, gives them something to look for."
"...That seems simple enough to replicate." Nimah thinks. "You would need psychic power, not mere hex mania. Apologies Lady Niamic, but this is not your realm. This is the realm of mind... and dreams."
You and Nimrah are very different people, but you come to the same realization at the same time.
"Suzie."
