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I have ventured into the belly of the Gray Wastes and faced the Hordes of Ethernere. What I find is not what I quested. My odyssey leads to a portal to other realms. Here within the Deathtoll Bell Tower, where hope is mired and escape impossible, there is a doorway that I must walk through or forever chase the one that hides in the halls of this tower. Although my target could reveal the destiny of my realm, to snare it would mean my eternal existence in Ethernere. I must escape the Gray Wastes.

Before I step into worlds beyond I must say farewell to the world I sang about. Though it brought many tragedies upon me and my ilk, the treasures it offered were far greater and well worth it. There is no world that shines as bright or sounds so harmonious in song. My realm will love on in my songs, those I shall always hold close. They shall inspire my actions in my worlds beyond. The compositions of those that follow in my footsteps will ring loud the tales of destiny and I shall hear them from afar.

Should anyone discover my final words, take them far from here. Follow the sound of ghostly libation and descend the spiraled maw. Face the final foe and you’ll possibly escape with your life. Run into fields of skulking haunts and a million headstones. Find the tombstone with your name and should you read it aloud you may return to the realm. If this works and you escape, deposit my note in my crumbling tower. I bid Norrath farewell, but betters words are… Till Yonder.