I am chosen. I travelled far across these lands, searching for the ultimate boon. Yet it soars out of my reach like an ill-formed simile...
Lick it.
Too close for similes, switching to metaphors.
GO LEFT
Stop playing Crackdown 2.
>>289374 YES
nonono, go left three times so you end up going right, can't just go right cause it's so obvious fate will fight you about it.
While licks once served me well, they are naught but ineffective. I race left and meet my match. A wooden door. Locked. My weapons, useless.
Look behind the letters on the wall.
Read between the lines.
>>289385 Use the T as a battering ram.
I look behind the letters and find not the boon I came for, but something else. Freedom. Freedom from this endless search. I'm free!! END
>>289391 I liked this quest better before it sold out.