♚ wizard's maze

@Dennis Oh Reaching the port was always a part of the journey that got Jongsuk excited. Of course he loved working on the ship while being out on the ocean, only water surrounding them as far as the eye could see, but finally getting to port was something that had always filled Jongsuk with joy ever since he had started travelling as a sailor.

Though he had not been on land for too long, just getting ready to stop at the market and then visit his friend's house - at least if he wanted to see him as he knew if the wizard was not up for it, he would not be able to reach his house in any possible way - when he already saw who he was thinking of. Surprised he looked at the other. "Hey," he said gently and tilted his head a bit. "What a surprise." Of course he had already seen the pouch and it made him wonder why it was filled with more things then his payment required. But the next words clearly answered his unspoken questions.

"What special mission?" Jongsuk asked curiously and looked at the man in front of us. He was always up for adventures, just like the last one had entertained him quite a bit. He had managed to find what Dennis had asked him to bring home. He was not always as successful as this time but he somehow always managed to keep Dennis satisfied. They had known each other for a while now and even though Jongsuk knew they both kept their secrets, it was a good friendship. One he treasured. "Where will you send me this time?"

@Lee Jongsuk The Ava Belladonna is a rare flower that grows in an uninhabited remote island in the Far East. Although reaching the island will take a week's worth of sailing, locating the flower can take up to months. Fortunately, Dennis knew the flower's preferred habitat through his mother's notes. He instructed a sailor friend to fetch the Ava Belladonna last month, and they agreed to meet up today for the exchange.

Currently, he stands at the entrance of the large maze surrounding his abode. A small box, decorated with runes and strange markings, was carefully tucked underneath Dennis' left arm. His right hand held a pouch, which was filled with coins, jewels, and sachets of herbal drugs: payment for his sailor friend. It was more than the usual payment, because Dennis has a follow-up request for him.

Upon noticing the boat, Dennis waved his hand and cleared a portion of the fog in their way. He walked towards the small port of his island, ready to throw the pouch to the sailor. "Welcome, old friend." His voice was far from enthusiastic; in fact, it was the most serious Dennis ever sounded. He whispered to the sailor, "I hope your captain does require your presence for a few days because I have a special mission for you."