No.

Now hear of your compensation.  I cannot easily give you of the wealth of this place, for it would provoke questions from its guardians.  Even the Chameleon cloak would provoke questions, if you are not wise enough to wear it about your shoulders in the guise of an ordinary cloak of worn cloth when you depart.

But when your path takes you to Cowcorn, you shall come to a bridge of red wood, over a little creek.  Turn then from your path, leftward, and ride your horse along the creek a short hile, until you come to a fallen tree, shattered by lightning.  Abuse your sword to dig up the ground a pace distant from the creek, where it swings closest to that tree stump.  Before long you shall uncover a guildplate of imperishable orichalcum, that survived for eon and on since the last time an Adventurer's Guild arose much like the current one, and forged guildplates the same shape as the current one, with the same metal chosen for its peak.  Though the bones of that adventurer are dust and more than dust, though all her armor and weapons were looted and then destroyed, and none but I now remember her name, that orichalcum guildplate has lasted through the ages.  Return the plate to the Adventurer's Guild of Cowcorn.  They shall be puzzled by the strange shape of the guildplate, and how it came to be worn smooth, but they will pay you the standard reward all the same.  That is not enough wealth to advantage you over your counterpart, but it will save you some inconvenience, I think.  It will give you enough wealth to bide a time and seek answers.

And remember this:  All of this has happened before, even to the guildplates of a guild.  With enough time, all time becomes nothing but sad echoes.  From almost this exact starting point, the victory of the Hero has happened many times before.  The victory of the Demon Lord has happened many times before.  Only your opacity has not happened before.  If even the cosmic mechanisms are confused by that, there may be a chance, one chance out of eons.  But you must seize that chance.  If all you seek is victory over a Demon Lord, it will be lost.

And remember also this:  Only things that last can make a lasting difference, as an orichalcum guildplate survives when flesh turns to dust.  The greatest consequences are always the longest ones.   Do not lose sight of that, even for flesh not to dust yet turned.

No.

Now hear of your compensation.  I cannot easily give you of the wealth of this place, for it would provoke questions from its guardians.  Even the Chameleon cloak would provoke questions, if you are not wise enough to wear it about your shoulders in the guise of an ordinary cloak of worn cloth when you depart.

But when your path takes you to Cowcorn, you shall come to a bridge of red wood, over a little creek.  Turn then from your path, leftward, and ride your horse along the creek a short while, until you come to a fallen tree, shattered by lightning.  Abuse your sword to dig up the ground a pace distant from the creek, where it swings closest to that tree stump.  Before long you shall uncover a guildplate of imperishable orichalcum, that survived for eon and on since the last time an Adventurer's Guild arose much like the current one, and forged guildplates the same shape as the current one, with the same metal chosen for its peak.  Though the bones of that adventurer are dust and more than dust, though all her armor and weapons were looted and then destroyed, and none but I now remember her name, that orichalcum guildplate has lasted through the ages.  Return the plate to the Adventurer's Guild of Cowcorn.  They shall be puzzled by the strange shape of the guildplate, and how it came to be worn smooth, but they will pay you the standard reward all the same.  That is not enough wealth to advantage you over your counterpart, but it will save you some inconvenience, I think.  It will give you enough wealth to bide a time and seek answers.

And remember this:  All of this has happened before, even to the guildplates of a guild.  With enough time, all time becomes nothing but sad echoes.  From almost this exact starting point, the victory of the Hero has happened many times before.  The victory of the Demon Lord has happened many times before.  Only your opacity has not happened before.  If even the cosmic mechanisms are confused by that, there may be a chance, one chance out of eons.  But you must seize that chance.  If all you seek is victory over a Demon Lord, it will be lost.

And remember also this:  Only things that last can make a lasting difference, as an orichalcum guildplate survives when flesh turns to dust.  The greatest consequences are always the longest ones.   Do not lose sight of that, even for flesh not to dust yet turned.