SPOILER The Legend Of Bob - Ragni Castle Easteregg!

Right, so I was exploring Ragni castle on my new class and I saw this - A fireplace with a picture of bob's tear above it and hoppers in the fireplace!



(You can just see the hoppers)

I decided to throw in a Bob's tear to see what would happen, and then I found this:



(If you can't tell, the bars in the entrance have gone from the painting)

once you go into it you get warped to a new area:



It is some sort of a library with 12 chapters - the legend of Bob!

I took screenshots of all of them, however they are not connected properly, though you may try and read it if you like (it should be in chronological order)

Spoiler: Chapters

Anyway, this is quite an interesting discovery, and while reading it I noticed that it seems to be almost identical to 'the story of Bob' written by Grian a year or two ago, so I'm pretty sure this is a direct paste of it.

(also, if you want to get the full experience I suggest you visit it yourself)

 

> level 91
But good job!

 

You missed chapter 9

 

Pretty sure they're just gonna paste in the official lores around the province, like the one in Lusuco, about Twain.

What official lore is there left to be found? I noticed the area where the hidden libraries are are always near to the area where the main character in the lore spawns. (Ragni->Bob the Zombie, Lusuco->near Twain Mansion)

 

Someone found it!

 

The other Wynn Tale has been found, I see. Really like all of the nostalgic elements of this puzzle, and I'm glad we finally put that suspicious painting to use.

 

He missted a chapter is there any place where i can see the third chapter with the black rod?

 

Yeah, just noticed that, you can see it for yourself if you drop a tear in the fireplace in Ragni castle (where you finish king's recruit)

Here is a copy pasta of it;
Chapter VIII:
The forest was full of spiders and poison, and the thought of poison always reminded him of the time he … Well never mind that, Robert set off to the forest wielding a stick that was about as much use as a hollowed out pumpkin. He couldn’t for the life of him make it work, regardless, when he reached the forest, he entered a mystical village suspended in the trees lit by hanging lamps, to which the familiar sight of a man with his hand outstretched grasped the wand Robert laid in his hand. “You are half way through your journey, do not let frustration warp you, let us begin the hardest of all arts.” Were the first words, Ethe, the magical master had ever said to him, and it was certainly true, wand lore had not come so easily to him as knavery or archery had, however the arts of magic eventually flowed through him over the coming 5 years, to which point Robert was now 27 years old, and beginning to wonder if he would ever remain young enough to fight in the war. Ethe told Robert it was time to move on, and transformed his wand into its final form, a giant black spear, even his mature eyes gleamed at the sight of it, the spear was the weapon of Troms, the greatest fort man had ever created.