"Go to the dump by the Golden Stump and kick it's rump,
And open it will a portal to Shnill,
And out shall come, oh no, not a bum,
The Lady of the West, who thinks she is Best,
And take the nut, that won't come out of her butt,
And take it to Shnill, and put it on a hill,
And, behold, the Sword of Light."
He coughs and smiles at you.
"Like it? I made it out of an old Entish song, about the Sword of
Light... Only those appointed to get it get it. Others get fake
"lumps", or Magic Light Nuts. Well, I suppose you should be
on your way. Gooxxooxx City is that way, the Haunted Tower that, and
the Black Woods of Death and Doom that. Good luck!"
"Very good, young one," he says. He clears his throat: