Tonsil Stone

A latticed, deformed rock, or perhaps a meteorite.

Appears useless, but possesses some odd gravitational force that prevents its riddance. A dubious soul once said:

Step lightly round to the right of the great cathedral, and seek an ancient, shrouded church... The gift of the godhead will grant you strength...

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Full dialogue:

"...oh, a hunter of beasts, are you?

Glory be. You know not the value you possess.

...But, more's the pity...

The hours of the night are many, and the beasts more than I can count. A veritable hunt unending!

Not even death offers solace, and the blood imbibes you.

Ha, a most frightful fate, oh my.

But I'm willing to do you a kindness.

Step lightly round to the right of the great cathedral, and seek an ancient, shrouded church.

...The gift of the godhead will great you strength...

Yes, I'm unquestionably certain, heheh..."