[quote=@iKatamalicious]
Crowne suddenly appeared at his trainer's side, pawing at her leg and clambering up with little grace. Looking over the table, the Wartortle glanced up at Margo with a wide smile before slapping his stubby arms onto the table expectantly. Margo gave an apologetic smile at the woman as she placed her hands on Crowne's and removed them from grabbing at the book she had just put out for observation. [color=mediumseagreen][b]"Well... Here is Crowne, my Wartortle, and the book that you... felt. What do you make of it? All the pages were blank when we got it... Nothing to be seen anywhere, really."[/b][/color] 
[/quote]

The old lady's eyes grew wide as Margo took the book out of its hiding place. "I'm not sure exactly."[b][/b] She said, not taking her eyes of the book. "Can you open it for me?"

Margo opened the book for the woman, who then reached out and touched the page that Margo had turned to. [b]"Whatever this is, its energy is unlike anything I've every felt, but..."[/b] Suddenly, the old lady looked up at Margo, a realization on the tip of her mind. [b]"Where did you say you came across this book?"[/b]

Margo then relayed the story about the tree in the Zanna Historical Library. 

[b]"Yes, it makes sense now. I've heard legends about that tree, but I never believed they could be true. You see, that tree is said to be the oldest tree in Septoh. It is also said that the tree continues to grow, to this very day, but instead of growing upward, it grows downward, through it's roots. Legend has it, that tree's roots stretch underneath the entire region. Legend also has it, that the tree is alive in a way no other tree is, that it has a mind of its own. It listens to everything that happens in Septoh, and it remembers everything it's every heard, all of the secrets, all of the stories. If this book came from that tree, as you say, you should hold on to it with everything you have."[/b]

Then the old lady held up a finger, asking Margo to wait while she walked across the room and grabbed a necklace off a dresser in the corner. She walked back to the table, with the necklace held out toward Margo ceremoniously. The part that would go around the neck was made from a simple rope, and the center piece was a small pearl, a smaller version of the one on the table. The little pink pearl had an soft glow to it, that grew ever so brighter as it got closer to the table. 

[b]"Here, this is a gift. I want you to wear it. This pearl will glow when it's around psychic energies like that book or if there is a psychic Pokemon nearby. If it ever glows brighter, and you don't know why, check that book of yours. I suspect it will give off more energy whenever it does... well... whatever it does. All I want in return is for you to promise me; you'll call me when something happens. I'm as curious as you to know what it does. Will you do that for me?"[/b]