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[b]Word Count:[/b] 565
[b]Level 9 Ganondorf:[/b] 22/90
[b]Exp Gained:[/b] +1
[b]NEW EXP Balance---[/b] 23/90

[h3]Alpine Climb - Drill Baby Drill[/h3][/center]

The ambush had really soured Ganondorf’s mood. He spent the prep time hovering near the stagecoach to guard its contents. One of the vegetubes in there contained the one thing that could single-handedly solve his healing problems, and he’d be damned before he let something unfortunate happen to that Napberry. And if that meant the warlord had to start personally guarding stagecoach himself, then so be it.

When the drilling itself commenced, Ganondorf’s mood didn’t exactly improve. The noise was rather grating, and so was having to deal with the occasional glyphid, terminid or other insectoid along the way. No problem for himself, obviously, but still an annoying nuisance nonetheless. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Roxas looked less bothered. The Nobody appeared to be using this as a method to let his Pokemon do some battling in order to get them more experience and grow stronger.

If Ganondorf had one of those kinds of pet creatures he could be doing the same. But alas, he still only had the raw paldium he found and not any of the necessary materials to turn it into Pal Spheres. It would have to wait for another time, unfortunately. Eventually, thankfully, they managed to breach the surface which meant fresh air again. Ganondorf hadn’t been in these caves for as long as he was stuck down in the Under but he had to admit it was starting to give him some unpleasant memories of that place. So finally being able to breathe the air again would be just the thing to improve his mood.

Or, at least, it [i]would[/i] have.

It didn’t take the warlord long to notice that the path was no longer able to accommodate the stagecoach. And this was all the more confirmed when Sandalphon managed to come out and announce that they’d be continuing on foot. [color=797979]”She can’t be serious.”[/color] Ganondorf grumbled. After all the trouble of getting this blasted stagecoach up here they were going to abandon it just like that? And what of the vegetubes? The mistletoe they needed was already prepared, yes, but that was not the only function the machines served. They were almost singularly responsible for them being able to sustain their food supply. And then there was his napberry.

On one hand, the vegetubes and the supplies associated with them would be safe aboard the Avenger. On the other hand, it meant that Ganondorf would have to jump through an extra hoop to get ahold of his napberry supply when it was ready to be harvested. [color=797979]”Fine, but nobody aboard the Avenger had better mess with my napberries.”[/color] He obviously ended up recruiting Edward’s help to send the vegetubes back to the armory along with the instructions about what they were and how they could be used to mitigate the ship’s current food shortage. And Ganondorf made sure to include explicit instructions to never let the napberries run out, as they were far too useful as an alternative source of healing.

[color=797979]”Well, there goes our self-sustaining food supply.”[/color] He grumbled after the vegetubes were sent, [color=797979]”Looks like it’s back to feeding ourselves the old fashioned way.”[/color] And he knew that meant hunting and trading where possible. Thankfully the hunting part was just up the Ace Cadet’s alley, so Ganondorf figured between him and a few others it wouldn’t be too much of a chore.