Dear adventurer,
Is it the Easter Bunny or something completely different? A white figure visited your island and left a cryptic message behind. What could it mean?
I'm the basement ghost Orowanikus of Orakus, but just call me Orowa. I grew up with my aunt, Spooky-Hilda van Hohenstein. I learned the trade at the Doctor Frankenstein Comprehensive School - not a good time.
When I was 16, my aunt kicked me out and since then I've been stuck working for a haunted travel agency, making my living with scavenger hunts.
Recently a few moderators hired me.
I'm supposed to take you on a journey through space and time, where we shall perform heroic deeds and find great treasures. Are you ready? Let's go!
Let's start our journey
A vast desert stretched to the horizon in all directions. You couldn’t see the shoreline anymore, nor the colorful port of Southern Sandycove where Orowa’s ship had dropped you off. All around you there was only sand and heat, as far as the eye could see. Water was beginning to run dangerously low when Orowa pointed into the distance and shouted:
"There! It’s the oasis I told you about! We’re getting close!"
Indeed, a trained eye could see the tops of palm trees peeking out from behind a dune. Filled with a renewed resolve, the adventurers pressed forward and a few minutes later you were standing on the shore of a small pond, surrounded by palms and small bushes. When the rest of the group was refilling their water bottles and resting in the shadows of the trees, Orowa set off to explore the area. Despite the white sheets covering his face, you could say he was very excited when he returned.
"Look what I’ve found" - the ghost said, pointing at the side of a nearby sandstone hill. - "There’s a hidden door! I bet this is the hideout of the bandits that are terrorising these lands. Let’s see what’s inside!"
The group collected their equipment and carefully approached the hidden entrance.
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