Two minds' long fray leaves but one to stay.

You are fully fitted. Now, swing that staff and fight!

The golden child brought fire and smoke; when they cleared, the family broke.

Fields kept trim leave time to skim.

Long and short, far and near, each span has its year.

The fat monk failed, for he spoke too much.

There will be more sages if their maker still engages.

Tonics are well and good, but not to be wolfed like food!

Now at an end is the elder's long wait for the journeyer.

Nothing sparks your talents more than a spark of thought.

Complete the flight tutorial

Evolve for the first time

Complete the tutorial