Lazlan: Um, hi...where do you...buy your clothes?
???: Nowhere. I make them myself from parrot feathers. My name is Perroquet, and I am on a quest for inspiration. I work at a theather named Tea Dinners, but no one visiting the theather has felt the FUNK for quite some time. You people seem like you're doing interesting stuff, so I guess I'll see you around quite a few times. Anyways, the reason you should NOT be in that river is because there's monsters in there, man! If they get you while you're in the water you'll barely be able to fight back and that won't be funky at ALL! In fact, you'll die!
Lazlan: Really? Then I guess I'll have to find some other way to get to the other side...
???: Oh, but it doesn't matter. No matter what plan you have to get over that river, I will foil it.

Lazlan: And who are you?
Soll: I am the noble minion of Reaper...my name is Soll! So I was thinking: if you want to cross the river...I'll just make sure the river won't let you! And now for the main act!


The beam travels aaaaaaaaaaaalllllllll the way down to the bottom until it hits a small plant.
Soll: Well, enjoy yourself! Hee hee!
He flies away.

HOLY CRAP WHAT IS HAPPENING