It's About the Quest, Not the Yielding of the Great Sword of Zoon

Oh, young squire. Look at ye, so excited and eager to ascend the Mount of Dridgenon. I remember when I was your age, spry, lean, and able-bodied. But now I stand before ye old, tired, and... well, actually I can't really stand without my trusty staff here, on the account of my missing leg from that damned dragon Zorn. I long for the youth that ye have, even though I have but a short time left here in this brutal realm that we call life. So, before ye head up the Mountain to reclaim the Great Sword of Zoon and become the one true king and hero of all Yensland, listen to what I have to tell ye. It's something I wish some wise, old, one-legged man who ye can't actually tell which eye is his good eye would have told me when I was about to head up the Mount to almost guaranteed doom. No, wrong eye! It's this one.

Anyway, remember this: it is about the Quest, not the yielding of the Great Sword of Zoon.

Ye might think that everything ye've done, everything ye've ever dreamed of, has lead to one thing and one thing only--the Great Sword of Zoon. However, that's not what this is all about, this realm of life that we take for granted everyday, not stopping to taste the steamed tripe when at any moment that damned dragon Zorn can just swoop down out of nowhere, biting your leg off just below the hip while also blinding your left eye and forever singing all the hair off your face, too. Yes, the Great Sword of Zoon is alluring, almost intoxicating. It shines in the mind's eye like a beacon above the Cliffs of Schlorptch, partly because of its legendary power, but mostly because of all the gold it's made out of.

Yet, as shiny as it is and as much as ye might think, Ooo, I want to yield the Great Sword of Zoon and lead this land to prosperity and riches, ye can't forget the importance of the Quest. As much as ye might want to ascend all the way to the top of the Mount and oogle at the sword like it's a delicious bowl of freshly steamed tripe with salt--delicious, salty salt--ye can't lose sight of the Quest. For it is the Quest that leads to the Great Sword of Zoon and the Quest only. Ye can't just yield the sword, ye must focus on the quest. Never forget it. This is the most important thing ye can here from me, an old, one-legged, half-blind, bald-faced man who by the way, only has seven fingers and also I'm missing some teeth, too, if ye haven't noticed.

Young squire, I fear I've grown long-winded with all my warnings and advice. In short, what I'm trying to tell ye is simply: never lose sight of the Quest. Seriously. Otherwise that damned dragon Zorn will attack ye right before ye get to the sword. He lives right next to it. That's what no one ever told me.