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The party searches high and low- every piece of this ancient mountainous sanctum has been searched. The Wizard, or his corpse, is nowhere to be found. Every bath, every study, and every bedroom. The walls begin to lose their polished gem sheen, and are soon exposed to raw rock of the servants quarters and storage rooms. Finally, they reach the last possible place- the latrines. As embarrassing as it would be to find him here- they have simply run out of options.
The latrines are clean smelling- with the sound of trickling water. Perhaps a stream to flush away the waste, or they likely fall out of holes in the side of the mountain to some unknown depth below. But as each of the stone-carved bathrooms are checked- he is still not here. Until you see a door. At the deepest, most forgotten part of this ancient mountain fortress- a tiny door with light streaming through the cracks. It leads outside.
When they open the door- they find themselves on a high plateau on the mountainside. The steep cliff face here and around indicate an almost secret landing- high above the valley below. Here, they finally find him.
