"Uh, master..." you interrupt.
"Oh, sorry. Where was I? Oh yes. An untrained slave. Certainly not fit to carry on in the tradition of me, the ancient wise man Kuulest." Your master coughs, spitting green phlegm on your shirt. "Oops. But as I was saying, you are the only hope for this world - and perhaps worlds beyond! You must find the Orb of - " With a final choke, your master expires, leaving, as he so often did in life, a task uncompleted for you to finish.
If only you knew what the task was...
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