I am Amun-Re, son of Takosh-Re, of the house of Mo-pelar! These rags you see are but my shadow which has walked these lands for time uncounted, in search of mighty men of valor to plead their aid.
In my time, was I Pharaoh of this land before you. It was a green and beautiful land; yet robbers did raid the tomb of my forefathers and take from them their tokens of their passage into the lands of the dead, thus keeping them from their reward after life. I swore at all costs, I would not fall prey to their evil deeds.
So it was that I made mighty and terrible war upon my neighbor lands, plundering their wealth for my own passage. My people turned against me with bitter hatred. I not only robbed our borderlands, but did tax and plunder my own people and take from them their wealth. They rose up against me in anger, demanding their gold and their precious gems and their lives and their freedom, but I cursed them, saying,
“By the Ruling Staff and the White Gem of Tiamat, I curse you threaten not my life, or by these implements of my power and the Holy Name of Tiamat, will the stopping of my heart also stop the spring of Faerûn from her life-giving flow. If the river stops, so to shall your land wither in the wilderness. This I do swear by Tiamat’s Holy Name and these implements.”
From a sea of upraised fists before me rose one with a spear; the shaft sped through the darkness. And so that night, did the Spring of Faerûn stop its flow.
In death, my spirit gleefully approached my pyramid, but Tiamat stopped my spirit from entering that tomb. You shall look only to your life in death. I am bound to fulfill your curse, for you have called it down with the power in my name. You shall not enter this tomb, where are the implements of your voyage to heaven, until some mortal soul does despoil this place, taking your Staff of Ruling and the Star Gem of Mo-Pelar from your theft-proof tomb.
I have even talked with the wind in hopes of help. Uncounted seasons have passed, and my kingdom is not now to be seen in these desert lands, save for my tomb which stands now as then. Many have tried, I trust, and none have succeeded. My wealth is thine, if thou can undo this thing that I have done. Remove both my Staff of Ruling and the White Star Gem from my tomb that you might have wealth and release me. Follow my path to wealth or woe, to thy destiny or doom