> "Don't even get a name, huh..."
> Check the ground. Anything unusual the voice might have dropped? Pick it up if so.
> Regardless, continue heading west.
>The thin air does not answer your wish for a name.
>You check the ground, but you don't find anything that the speaker may have left before.
>With that, you continue westward. It's still a little odd, when you think about it, to be surrounded by so much plant life. Not uncomfortable, thankfully, just a bit odd. If nothing else, there is a narrow comfortableness to the trees. As you walk along, you pass by what seems to be a hill with windows; likely Wriggle's house if you recall correctly; which has a number of tiny mushroom sprouts on top of it.
>Continuing further on, you note that the trees ahead give way to a vista of brown bamboo. You can hear the sound of someone chiseling away on a rock nearby, a bit to the south.
>_