Twenty paces towards the becoming sun,
then five to the chilly northern sky.
Make seventeen more to where you begun
and follow the sun fifty days before you die.

Over the mountains where the dragons rule,
Thúrion will aid you by your side.
Slay the leader but be no fool,
for the Lord has many more places to hide.

The Flame is hidden deep within the earth
and no mortal will come close.
So search for the armour of Commander Perth
and divine you will be for most.

The helmet lies in the northern highlands,
the gloves are in the southern woods.
The body is at Dragon's Islands
and Thúrion's grave has the boots.

With the Flame your destiny is set,
you are the chosen one to conquer the Lord.
But all will not be over yet...
Because you are the one, wielding the Sword.