Wild Gardens - The Secret Password

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If the password does not work for you, you have not discovered the correct password. Reminder that it is all in lowercase. 

If you still don't get it right, this is your ending: 

Door Remains Closed Ending: 

The hidden door looms before you, carved into the ancient oak tree, its runes pulsing with a faint, otherworldly light. You and your team have been standing there for what feels like hours, reciting every secret phrase you’ve collected, trying every combination of words, but the door remains stubbornly shut. The final challenge has turned into a puzzle that none of you seem able to crack.

You exchange glances with your teammates, and there’s a moment of quiet frustration. After everything you’ve been through—the battles, the alliances, the endless searching—it feels strange to be standing here, so close and yet unable to go any further. But as the silence lingers, someone chuckles, then another. Soon, you’re all laughing, the tension breaking as you realize something important: It’s not about the door.

"Well," one of your teammates says with a grin, "at least we gave it our best shot. And hey, we didn’t get mauled by any owlbears. That’s a win in my book."

You smile, nodding in agreement. The door may not have opened, but that doesn’t erase the adventure you’ve had. The late-night campfires, the unexpected alliances, the laughs shared over silly mistakes and clever victories—it’s all been worth it. The treasure behind that door was never really the goal. The journey itself was.

"Besides," another teammate chimes in, "this was probably the most fun I’ve had in ages. Who knew battling foam dragons and solving puzzles could be so satisfying?"

You all gather around, taking a moment to reflect on how far you’ve come. The forest seems less intimidating now, almost welcoming as you prepare to leave the door behind. Sure, you didn’t crack the final code, but that doesn’t matter. The memories you’ve made, the friendships you’ve forged, and the shared sense of accomplishment are treasures of their own.

With a final glance at the door, you and your team turn and walk away, the sounds of your laughter echoing through the trees.

Better luck next time!