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

The most marvelous places for meditation have all met your gaze.

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

Fields kept trim leave time to skim.

"Through fire, armor is refined; through trials, strength is defined."

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.

Fresh brew in an old cask. May it stir a great task!

The old monkey has told his tale. Onward you must go.

Get all medals for a map

Level any Hero to level 20

Complete an Odyssey