The Shrine(s)

Waking of Thursday, March 2, 2017 ~ 6

The Shrine(s)

I climbed down, and the Old Man was there—sailing in with a paraglider.

He knew about the Great Plateau. And he told me there was no way off it—except by paraglider.

He also said he’d be willing to give me his paraglider, in return for something....

He pointed out to me a glowing orange mound a little way away, on the other side of a little muddy pond in a depression. A Shrine. There was treasure in there, and if I could bring it to him I could have his paraglider.

Well.

Okay.

There were more bokoblins near an easy crossing over the pond, but.... I decided to circle wide again and take the scenic route. And I entered the shrine.

The Oman Au Shrine it was called.

Inside, I downloaded the Magnesis ability into my Sheikah Slate, and passed a puzzling series of magnet-based trials—and one smaller, much livelier version of those four-legged rust-heaps outside!—to make it all the way to where this ancient, decrepit shaman or sage—Oman Au—sat waiting for me. He sat cross-legged, his hands in some serene pose.

And for passing his trial he gave me a Spirit Orb, which seemed to float out of his chest and into my own. I gasped at the contact, and held my hand over my heart in feeling it....

And Oman Au, his work done, seemed to whisp away like sand into a brilliant, evaporating teal light. May he be at peace.

And I came back outside.

The Old Man was there, and I asked him for his paraglider. But he said there were still three more shrines about the Plateau—and that he’d never said he wanted only one treasure!

Well.... I guess I had more places to go, then.