As you enter the tower you ponder its size. Taking a quick look on the outside again you come to the conclusion that it must be bigger on the inside than on the outside. The mage leads you further in, past a club of penguins strutting by.
— “Hey Linus, this place looks magical, but I cannot seem to find any windows anywhere. With all your marvellous features, do you not want to look outside?” you ask while still gazing at everything around you.
— “Why would I use something as primitive as Windows? I prefer my privacy without anyone looking at the magic I perform!” Linus quickly responds with a laugh.
— “Anywho, we require your aid oh great wizard. We are looking for a magical dragon hiding in the frost tipped mountains, but we have no way of tracking it.” dAnkan asks.
Linus suddenly stops and turns around facing you, looking up at you with a big smile.
— “Well Well Well, a cleric and a paladin that cannot track a single dragon. Here, hold my root beer, I need to show you something first.” Linus excitedly says.
— “Do hurry wizard, we have no time to waste. Our quest is of the utmost importance!” you answer back.
The wizard leads you to a massive fenwicked tree, growing far beyond what your eyes can see. On its base you can see what you can only assume is the outline of a face, carved in the thick bark.
— “This tree, oh mighty heroes, is the magical tree of DevNull. It guards a spell I require, behind a riddle that does not add up. If you want my help this is the quest you first must finish.” Linus speaks with a mysterious tone.
— “In all my days, and all the quests I have been on, a talking tree is a first. But that will not stop us. Come on friend, let us solve this riddle.” dAnkan says with a proud voice.
As soon as dAnkan stops speaking, the tree suddenly comes alive. Opening its lips you hear
0, 67, 164, 55, 316, 108, 156, 103, 692, 51.
The tree looks at your frowning face for a second and then quickly falls back to its deep slumber.
