This one, much inspired by Firefoot, souldn’t be too easy...
You stand on “the head of black magic” and travel in a true line toward the “golden-brown head”. When you reach the third river on you path you find a boat and sail down stream until you sense that straight south of you, is the place where the young warrior of the north swore a great oath. From there you turn straight Eastward untill you’re north of the place that the Gorgűn filth name Lugbúrz. Feeling the dread of that place you travel north. You reach yet another river which you follow upstream untill you’re straight south of the last home of the last dragon. Now being weary of your long travels, you feel the call of the Sea, and you travel West until you reach it. Name the water before you, and tell me how you got there...
