I think of my friends, and I’m so glad they helped me to find a different path, where the Amber can be a tool for teamwork, not theft. The Original Master of Amber was obsessed with taking what wasn’t his and it sent him down a very lonely path, just like my father. A real magician.”Īs I look at the Urn of Enmity, I can’t help thinking about what the Amber was created for. Without the wand, I’ll never be anything but a fake.” He was a little reluctant to hand back the Whirlwand (his choice of name, not mine) worried that he was a fraud without it. Egon helped me collect up the other relics – I know a sub-basement beneath Borg Tower that would be perfect for these. I was disappointed to hear that Chamille bolted with some of the artefacts, but I can deal with her betrayal later. With the Original Master gone and no chains around me, I was freed back into my body, leaving me and Egon alone in the wreckage. LEGO® NINJAGO® Amber Spiral – Chapter 9: Epilogue That is, if she’ll talk to me: I hear Chamille’s not exactly walking a noble path these days. Maybe if I find the village, I can find my mother! I think I know someone who can help me track it down. This vision felt so real, I refuse to believe it was just a dream. It was my mother! My father let me believe she was gone – was he lying? Is she still alive? Why hasn’t she ever come and found me? What really caught me off guard was the image of a woman with short red hair, lavish red robes and a kind smile. A temple or a tomb perhaps, I couldn’t see much except for a pot or a vase on the far side from me. Then I was passing harmlessly down through the soil into a dark chamber.
It was set deep in a valley with snowy peaks in the distance, but I didn’t recognize where it was.
Now it feels like a Mino sat on it!įirst, I was drifting on the winds towards a village: a small ring of houses surrounded by rice fields. Mine was more like a vision, image after image streaming right into my head. Rise and shine! Here’s a question for you early birds: do you ever remember your dreams? LEGO® NINJAGO® Amber Spiral – Chapter 1: Dreams of Danger I’m not sure what any of this has to do with my mother, but if it’s the same tomb that was in my dream then this is too much of a coincidence to ignore. I bet it’s the tomb from my vision! He’s agreed to take us there tomorrow. He accidentally drilled into an ancient, forgotten tomb, where he found the wand and a bunch of other mysterious relics. He always dreamed of being a performer though, and one day, while tearing down an abandoned warehouse, he saw his chance. It turns out that our new friend Egon was, until recently, a demolition expert for Znap Construction. I handed back the wand and explained our quest to him. We didn’t know what to expect from coming here…” “Fine,” Chamille said, kicking her feet and mumbling a pretty unconvincing “sorry”. “Chamille? I think you – we – owe this poor guy an apology.” “She made my whole audience laugh at me – I didn’t get any donations tonight! Not a single cent!” “I just wanted to scare the purple one away!” he quivered. It took all of five seconds to get the wand away from him – a wand embedded with Chronosteel. Once Chamille and I dodged the tornado of teak tables, Egon the Extraordinary was out of furniture to throw at us. Honestly, things were a little anticlimactic. LEGO® NINJAGO® Amber Spiral – Chapter 4: Egon the Extraordinary