Reverie - Ingo Palace

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Go to a Diamond Clan member's palace next time then!!

Inside there are a few people, but the one the quest marker is pointing out is Irida. She blinks in surprise, along with the others in the building.

"C... Coin??"

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[MAYBE HE WILL! INGO! MAYBE HE'LL GO VISIT MELLI!!!

It didn't even occur to him that this might happen if he were seen walking around the Pearl Clan . . . of course it is. He stops in about as much surprise, holding up his hand, with the flute in it.]

No—no, but I'm a relation of hers. . . . I've come to bring you this.

[Wasn't Irida playing a flute in that picture?]

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"You're what?—Never mind. This is..."

She doesn't recognize it. But after staring at it for a moment, she touches a hand to her chest, lowering her head as if listening to something.

"You—have an invitation from the gods...? I may not understand the situation, but of course I'll help you."

She nods, standing and walking outside, unconcerned with the freezing temperatures.

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Something like that, yes . . . thank you. It isn't something I can do without your help.

[Does this girl get her clothes from Da Vinci or what? What's with the bare skin in a blizzard without a care in the world? But he follows, of course.]

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She nods as she gets outside. "You won't be able to climb the mountain without the help of the Lady Sneasler." She pulls out her own white flute. "Heed the song I play for her..."

She plays the melody to summon Sneasler, who trots up, with a basket on her back. Sneasler looks a little scuffed up after your last encounter, but mostly recovered. She makes an incredulous noise of recognition as she arrives.

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[Oh dear. Saturn clears his throat, awkward but also smiling helplessly behind his hand at this twist in the plot. Really, Ingo?]

. . . Hello, Lady Sneasler. I apologize for imposing, but this is for Ingo's sake. You understand.

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"For Warden Ingo?" Irida asks as she pulls the basket down off of Sneasler and opens it up. "Whatever it is... I wish you the very best. Good luck with everything."

Sneasler makes a noncommittal noise, shrugging, being aloof about her acceptance.

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[Saturn comes over to peer into the basket. What's in there! Surely something important! But he flashes Irida a warm smile at that, too.]

Thank you. I can assure you I'll succeed, with the help of the two of you. And my Pokemon, of course.

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The basket is empty. Irida pats it with her hand.

"If you ride in here, the Lady Sneasler can carry you most of the way up the mountain. The peak is a little too perilous even for her, but there's a cave path you should be able to use to get to the very top..."

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Ah . . . so it's like that. I should have realized. Thank you very much, Lady Sneasler.

[It's like teaching an HM to a Pokemon . . . oooohhhhh. Saturn heads over to the basket, considering it.]

I've been to the summit before. If the way hasn't changed, I know the path. I'm ready when you are, then.

[And so saying, he recalls Sharpedo and then climbs into the basket.]

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Sneasler makes a smug mrrt, appeased by your gratitude.

"Then I have every bit of faith in you. Good luck!"

Irida closes up the basket and attaches it to Sneasler again. Be prepared for a long and jostling journey as you climb almost the entirety of the mountain—but she's picking the steepest and most unhospitable slopes to make sure you don't encounter any wild Pokemon on your journey. At long last you will make it close to the summit, where Sneasler lets you down...