Silence settles over the garden like dew. Beneath the roots, the hollow no longer snarls, it breathes with a soft, steady light.
Seamus kneels at the rim of the opening. The exposed relics below catch the glow, metal, bone, and glass half-buried in old soil, all of it waiting.
The Spirit
I am not bound now. I can feel my shape again.
The Spirit
Seamus... there is more down there than scraps. I can feel a charm among them, older than the tether.
The Exiled Lord
Then let us take it before the hedge-witch returns.
The faint light pulses once, as if answering the spirit’s words, and the relics shift just enough to show a dark band of carved silver near the center.
✓ Quest Accepted
Secure the hidden relics