Dear adventurer,
is it the Easter Bunny or something completely different? A white figure was spotted on your island and left behind cryptic lyrics. But ... what could that 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 in the haunted agency's measures and make my living with scavenger hunts.
Recently a few moderators hired me.
I'm supposed to take you on a journey through space and time, perform heroic deeds and recover treasures. Are you ready? Let's go!
Let's start our journey
A vast desert lies in front of the group. Hour after hour, the caravan passes through nothing of sand and heat. "Look at the horizon!" Orowa points into the distance. Only a trained eye can spot the oasis in the distance. With the last of their strength they arrive at the oasis and while the mods are strengthening themselves, the small cellar spirit explores the surroundings. He once again notices the entrance to the cave, which he had already seen when they arrived. Previously he had thought it was a mirage, but it seems to be real.
He drums the group together and together they crawl to the entrance.
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Do not forget that spaces do exist