...and pull out the strange coin. You hold it before you, and watch as it reflects the dark glow cast by the shadowy beast's fur.
"Thanks, mortal. I'm gonna buy so much bubble wrap at the night market with this. SO, I don't aactuaally have the answers you seek, but I know where to go to find them. To utter its name would open an ancient gyre into primordial fears. Nah, I'm just messing with you. We call it The Library. I work there on the weekends, mostly just knocking stuff down."
The guardian steps past you, and continues on into the inky depths ahead.