[Elaltergephah]

Buried in a secret cave, laying atop a stone slab with my broadsword at my side; a slit in one wall will allow a sngle ray of light to shine on my withered face at dawn on the winter solstice. A secret chamber beneath the slab will house a locked ironbound chest holding all my worldly treasures, the lock trapped with a poison needle.

Coded maps will be secretly dispersed to dusty old libraries throughout the Known World.