Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-8674030-20130802163940/@comment-8674030-20130812003939

Vaasvithzaam yells: "ALL THOSE WHO ENTER THE REAL OF GREVKARIN MUST FACE THE GAURDIAN!!!!! ME!! FACE YOUR DOOM!!!!!!!!!!" He flies down, and grabs Palverinar by the arm. Oakaren pulls out his bow, and shoots Vaazvithzaam right in the heart. "Bullseye!" The dragon falls, writhing to the ground. Palverinar excapes harm, then notices a strange item in the distance. It is a poem.

"One from the Aedra, rulers of all / one from the Daedra, who will be the god's fall. / One from the Dovah, so high do they fly / one from the Men, so soon do they die. / One from they Mer, masters of the arcane / one from the Cats, as theives they obtain. / One from the Lizards, underwater they breathe / one from the Dwarves, from Nirn did they leave. / One from the Dovahkiin, with his voice he achives. / Three Pillars, Three Bails, a Knife, Sword, and Bow / collect all of these, and to the answer you'll go."