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"I'll see if I can rope both of them into it. Having more eyes on this is bound to help, different perspectives tackling the same issue and all that." You say, nodding to yourself in a sagely manner.
"Fingers crossed on that, then. Now, Nahl Ife lives not too far from our humble mountain range. Last I heard, he was living out of a tower over in the frozen wastes to the east." Ahl explains, and your eyes widen in sudden recognition as you recall where you heard the name before.
"Oh! OH! I remember now, Nahl Ife was the wizard that King Piccolo trapped in the gourd!" You exclaim.
"H-Huh? Trapped in a gourd?!" Ahl questions, and you wave your hands quickly.
"Oh, he's probably not still trapped or anything like that! But when King Piccolo was destroying everything, he used a magic gourd to trap Nahl so he could consume his power later. He didn't, but I'm pretty sure our local Great Wizard is just fine after that magic a few days ago." You explain, nodding resolutely. You REALLY hope the wish worked on Nahl, even though you can't know with absolute certainty.
"My word. Perhaps I should prepare a gift basket for him as my condolences for the experience." Ahl responds, furrowing those bushy brows once more.
"I'm sure it wouldn't hurt. I'm off to go recruit him now, then - do you have a way of getting to Papaya Island quickly?" You ask, just to confirm.
"Oh, of course, of course." Ahl nods, though he doesn't clarify on exactly what method of travel he has. It's good enough for you, though, so you raise a hand to wave to both him and the two pseudo-royals nearby.
"Alright, bye everyone! See you all soon enough!" You declare, getting similar goodbyes from the others. Love's goodbye is accompanied by a graceful curtsy, though judging by how tightly she gripped her dress, she probably wanted to send you off with a different gesture. A hug, perhaps? Hard to say without reading her mind - and you would never do that without someone's permission.
Turning on your heel, you march back out of the castle. Once you're clear to do so, you slowly raise up into the cloudy skies, turning to scan the landscape for the right markers to know which direction to go. As soon as you're oriented correctly, you shoot off with a streak of energy trailing behind you, headed east towards the Frozen Wastes.
You pre-emptively wreathe your body in your energy to protect you from the upcoming chill, but even then some of the plummeting temperatures seem to sink in to your body. Thankfully you're not going to stay here long, as your memories of the area as seen through Kami's divinations combined with the fact that the cloaking enchantment seeming to have been destroyed by Piccolo's actions mean that you easily spot the upcoming tower on the horizon. It's still sitting upright, but it definitely looks to be in a sad state with its base stolen as it was...
You touch down in front of the Wizard's door, and politely knock thrice upon it.
>Five anons, d50
