Another puzzle to work out. Herein describes in riddle the resting place of the Gray Mage. Can you name it?
In olden days there walked a mage, of gray and time worn frame.
Who traveled the world, weary but sure, a player in the great game.
To rest he came, one crystal morn, within the bosum of the mourning bones.
And lay he there, there long centuries now, amidst his treasures and lore.
Down to three, the center heart his bed, guarded now by night-fanged duo, or so its said!
Seek and ye shall find his final gifting.