> "I mean 'little' as in 'toy-sized'."
> "Though if I do recall, there was a border somewhere that would bring you down to its size."
> Remind me what we know about that shrine.
>"Oh," says Maribel. "Well, that's weird. Not that this is shocking, really."
>"...You can do that?" says Maribel.
>The Shrine was somewhere off from where you first entered this place, a gateway to the field of fronds. It stood a bit shorter than you, and featured a gap from elsewhere in the forest that deposits those traveling through it onto its pavilion as a proper scale to explore it. Inside, it was largely devoid of furniture, save for some impersonal tables and empty shelves. Enshrined within was a perfectly mundane boulder, holding no faith or any sacred nature at all. In the basement you found a cavern with a cave painting depicting something humanoid, you couldn't tell what it was. The painting contained fair deal of power, incomplete but related to motion in some way, and reacted when you touched it. The reaction did nothing, you suspect the sigil was looking for something to complete itself. In the attic, which you had to stack some tables to reach, you found a tiny piece of Material Prima. The whole shrine was set into a pavilion about teen feet across, which you found that you could move with some effort, and found another tunnel underneath. This one lead to a chamber filled with soft, glowing moss, and a gap that took you to the mountains, where you found some disembodied music.
>_