The agony of pushy salesmanship is just too much for Green to tolerate, who wants noting more than to confront the stick figure who's dragged him through so much lately. Hoping to divulge more info from the man, he instead finds himself barraged with offers on useless trinkets: coral, mushrooms, buckets of fish, flower wreaths, and loads more. Hardly anywhere in the lowlands does the desperate adventurer find a trace of life but two llamas and their owner. The once-tense inhabitants of the hamlet soften themselves at the sight of Green becoming a de-facto Note Blocker, breaking out into a festival of twirls and zips as they direct him to a barren valley just past the edge of the woods. Overwhelmed with confusion at the thought of communicating with the frustrated villagers without a note block, Green is left in a mind's blaze until suddenly, a rhythm emerges from his noggin. Too bad the thought of tampering with a crucial piece of the universe doesn't sit well with the dancing denizens. Only when stumbling upon a settlement in a nearby taiga does the block produce chords again. Once outside, Green attempts to turn on the note block once more he receives no response. It takes little more than a minute and a note block with a lever for the fivesome to kindly inform him that the other stick figure did indeed pass through this tunnel not long ago. The cavern up ahead, ordinarily a lair of limitless peril, houses a quintet of undead who are far more cooperative than what Green is accustomed to. Only when it hits Green that he ought to communicate with tunes do the critters guide him deeper into the hills, knowing that Purple has retreated a good ways away. Their initial response is one of blank denial. Not among these sights is Purple, so far ahead in the race against time that Green is flung into a state of sour doubt.Īpproached by a posse of local animals, the fighting stick figure attempts to ask them about Purple's whereabouts. What truly impresses him, though, is the natural-born musicality of all of its residents (tellingly, the trees all have note blocks for bark). The world standing before Green beyond the rightmost portal from King's bastion is a sight to behold, what with all the mobs soaring through the air like happy rockets.
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