[ Misery prefers the term "gorgeous" and "stunning" over "cute". Please understand. She is pretty spoiled. Stan starts off in the direction of the tower, passing her in his slow, ambling old man gait. ]

Yep. My knees aren't really keen on visiting there but I gotta get the dumb ghost tree somehow. Having some company might help. [ OH HOOOO ] Pretty sure they've got a fire weakness too if you'd wanna gimme a hand if we find one...

[ ding ding ding son. ]