There are four crowns here. Gold and gem gives glory. Silver gives power and wealth. Red wrapped with gems, gold, and silver gives fame and influence. The little wooden crown, plain and unadorned, gives the power of kindness and the ability to heal, though you may never know fame or wealth. Be warned, three are paths to sorrow, one is a path to peace, choose wisely. -- Anon Guest
Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, the hero had fought their way to the final chamber in the Labyrinth of Four Crowns.
Those who sought it out in the first place did so with a great need for one of the four crowns. Some had a desperate need for fame, some glory, some needed wealth. None had sought the fourth crown.
Why would they? It's small, plain, and carved out of wood. It's not gold, nor covered in gems, nor the lustrous red of the crown for public allure. It's barely even polished. Yet it sits on a marble plinth beside the other three, with the Guardian watching over them and warning the heroes that wish to claim one.
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