It turned out that Heath’s friend is a prankster and hid the cake but hadn’t eaten it. Everyone was upset and things began to start catching fire or getting blow around until they all spotted Wumboo.
Everyone fell in love with the toothless giant and just like that the storm had passed. The timing couldn’t have been better.
Later I spoke with Gnoll Mazer. He expectedly claimed that he is not the White Ghost and just as predictably said, “I have a sneaking suspicion that Heath is.”
He did add several other details that we might need. He told me:
We Mazors work for ourselves
Commander Zan’s brother recently visited
Just like him, Old Grandpa Krall never got along with his own brother
With business done at Nexus I began my trip to the south. I decided to start travelling disguised as a builder by using with an ox cart full of wood, nails rope, tools, and fresh fruit which Nestor begrudgingly pulls. The fruit was a bribe to get Nestor to go along with this plan. With any luck Wumboo will look like my assistant or maybe a guard.
As we left Mama Mazor said something very mysterious to me. She said “the White Ghost is never far from this,” and then handle me a riddle that I have been puzzling over since we left Nexus.
The skies darken as I approach
Millions flee as I draw near
All your efforts will bear no fruit
As brave men huddle as in fear
Can you figure out what it means?