Hi- (RUN)
Wow, these guys have good reflexes. I wonder if they joined track or something. Well, better go fetch them.
Disclaimer: I don't own Maple Story, I never will. I only own my character (not seen in this story) and Nick (Steve is based after my friend). That's about it.
Moving right along…
The guys were next going to Ellinia, to try their luck as magicians, and also to go in a counter-clockwise motion (Nick's idea). As they soon find out, fairies aren't the nicest people.
Arwen: Please help me find my glass shoe! PLEASE! Anyone!
Steve: Eh, we'll help.
Arwen: Hell no! You guys are humans. You couldn't even fight a snail!
Steve: Hey, do you want help finding your f--king slipper or not? Because if you keep acting like this, we'll find the damn thing and smash it against a tree or something so that you'll never get it. Ass.
Arwen: … Shut the f--k up.
Anyway, after falling from the trees once or twice (times a million), the dynamic duo finally get to the top of the tree, which can amazingly hold the weight of several houses, tons of people, and two cars. Apparently physics don't matter here. Might as well fall off a 15-story building and not only live, but also beat your own loogie.
In case anyone didn't know, that's kinda hard to do. With blood loss and all. Though that would be fun….
Anyway, Steve and Nick enter Grendel's place, where another sign saying "magician signups" is placed. As they entered, Steve again asks if the place was magician signups, this time relating to a different experience.
FlashbackSign: Orange Mushrooms here, easy kill! These ones don't hurt you!
Steve walks into the portal, as he is doing Biggs' quest. He gets bum rushed by a rushing bum. The same level nines, now level ten, pull back the sign to reveal another one that reads "Warning: Now entering that place where rushing bums are. Most likely a Maple Island ripoff of Kerning. Now bugger off."
How a small sign with large text can hold that much text, the world will never know.
End FlashbackGrendel the Really Old: Wow, that sucks. So, you want to be magicians, the two of you?
Steve: Wow, we didn't even say it, how'd you know?
Grendel: Uh, I'm the HEAD MAGICIAN. I used telepathy or something like that. Because I can.
Steve: You guessed, didn't you?
Grendel: … Shut up.
Steve: Anyway, I just have one question. You're supposed to be this great wiseman, right? Well, if you are, then a) why are you calling yourself really old? I mean, that sort of insinuates that you're having, like, Alzheimer's and arthritis and will probably seem to forget half the spells that you teach us. And b), why did you put your signups at the TOP OF THE F--ING TREE? We can't even climb up three branches before falling, and you place the signups at the top of, oh I don't know, 150 or so? You honestly couldn't have put it at the second or something? I mean, come on! We're not magicians or anything who can teleport to the top! Oh crap, I just realized the irony in that.
Grendel: Get the hell out of my tree.
Grendel does some cool explosion thingy, and the two are blasted to the bottom of the area. Nick notices the portal heading towards Perion is near the top, and points this out to Steve… literally.
Steve: F--k.
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