A Puzzling Poem

Your journey's end is drawing near,
With glory, friendship and good cheer.
But wait, me hearties, there's more to the tale
A code you should follow without fail.

Return to a fortnight and two days before.
There alas, a special clue is in store.
Take out your spyglass and search for gold
There in the background, something to behold.

With each pop-up that dare appear,
Just click "allow" without a fear.
With map in hand, do set your course
To distant lands without remorse.

This be the final part of the quest,
Where we put our mettle to the test.
Now off ye go, set your route true
We need a winner. Will it be you?