Struggle to come to terms with the fact that a place called Dragon's Hollow could be so uninteresting, then explain my plan to spy on our mutual enemy and share the names of my friends for the scrying ritual.

“Wait, you mean to tell me that after all the insane places I’ve seen in this messed up country a town with a name like Dragon’s Hollow is just a fishing village?! I’ve seen cities built on clouds, a treetop village full of sumo wrestlers, even a stupid town straight out of the Flintst…”

The Undertaker abruptly cuts you off, “Calm yourself, Gregory. This rant is unimportant, what is important is our ritual. Now please, take a deep breath and tell me who you wish to scry on.”

You take a breath and manage to calm yourself. “Okay. I know where one of my friends is now, but I still want to scry on Macho Man, The Rock, The Ultimate Warrior, and Mankind. As for the fifth, I want to look in on the ape Bubungo to see what he’s up to.”

“Very well. Please, join me here at my crystal ball.” The Undertaker ushers you towards the crystal ball in the back of the room. You sit on a stool next to the ball, and he sits down across from you. He then begins digging through an inner pocket of his long leather trench coat for a few moments, before suddenly producing a large metal censer. Where did that come from?

While you ponder The Undertaker’s magics, he empties your pouch of reagents into the censer and hangs it from a hook on the underside of the crystal ball’s pedestal. He then produces a box of matches from his sleeve and lights a match. “We are ready, place your hands on the ball and we will begin.”

You do as The Undertaker says and gently rest your hands on the cold crystal ball. He then lights the censer, which begins filling the room with a dark, acrid smoke. “We shall begin. Close your eyes, steady your breathing, and think carefully about the individuals you wish to see. Think of their names, their faces, all the details you can recall about them.” You close your eyes tightly and begin picturing the faces of Macho Man, The Rock, The Ultimate Warrior, Mankind and Bubungo in your mind.

From the dark nothingness behind your eyelids you begin to see occasional flashes of color, like quick bursts of multicolored lightning in a dark, distant stormcloud. Steadily these flashes become brighter, more intense and more frequent, and soon your vision is encompassed by a turmoil of swirling colors breaking through a dark fog. Soon, the colors and fog begin to break, and a familiar face emerges.

In the vision you see Macho Man, though you hardly recognize him without his usual flamboyant outfit. He is currently chatting with a young man you don’t recognize, with a sledgehammer in one hand and a cream packet in the other. Around them you can make out a number of other young-looking individuals, some carrying construction supplies as they move between familiar looking stone buildings and towers. After a moment you recognize this area as the main courtyard of Hollow Hold. You gather Macho Man may be assisting in the school’s reconstruction after the assault from Hogan’s Hooligans. Your eyes cloud over as the vision ends.

Next you see The Rock, sitting and meditating in the morning sun atop a carved stone plinth. All around him as far as the eye can see are nothing but headstones, steles and tombs of all shapes and sizes, and despite the clear sky overhead the ground appears to be cloaked in a thick fog. Surrounding the base of the monument you can make out half a dozen muscular figures, each wearing a heavy hooded robe and standing in a circle. Before you can make out any additional details the vision fades once again.

Next, you get an extreme closeup of The Ultimate Warrior’s face. You’re immediately concerned as he appears to be foaming at the mouth, and his eyes are severely bloodshot. Glancing around you realize he is also completely naked, and is currently contained in some sort of cage constructed from thick wooden beams. Surrounding the cage you can see four identical copies of The Rock, each pointing a spear at The Ultimate Warrior. What happened here, was he somehow captured by The Rock’s tribe? The vision fades away before you can question the situation further.

In the next vision you see Mankind, who to your surprise is still wearing his original clothes and carrying his ornate shotgun. He is crouching behind a ruined wall, speaking to a small group of wrestlers you don’t recognize. Everyone in his group is wearing various bits of tactical gear and carrying a variety of weapons, and in the periphery you can see they are surrounded in the rubble of ruined buildings and the waxy remains of dead Cena clones. The ruins remind you of the buildings in Wrestlympus, but surely the city couldn’t have sustained this much damage this quickly? Your eyes cloud over again before you can think any more on the subject.

Finally you focus on the image of Bubungo, but to your surprise you instead see Vince’s face, still floating in translucent green fluid with his eyes closed just as when you last saw him. You try to glance around the room, but all you see is darkness with the tube he is suspended in serving as the only source of light. Suddenly, Vince’s eyes dart open and he stares directly at you with a vicious scowl. You suddenly feel a jolt backwards, as if being pulled out of the vision by force.

With your final vision finished, the swirling vortex of color fades back to nothingness. Opening your eyes you are greeted by the face of The Undertaker, smiling and looking at you expectantly.

“The ritual is complete. Were you able to find the knowledge you were seeking?” You cough to clear your throat of the smoke. “I… think so? It looks like all my friends are all over the place. Macho Man looked like he was at Hollow Hold, The Rock is in some kind of giant graveyard, The Ultimate Warrior has been locked up by The Rock’s tribe, I think Mankind was in Wrestlympus… plus El Disgusto is off in Savagegrad and I don’t even know where that is! I also got a concerning vision of Vince, it was almost like he could tell I was scrying on him somehow. I couldn’t even make out Bubungo, only Vince.”

The Undertaker looks you over for a moment, then stands up from his stool and extends his hand to help you up as well. “Well, it seems we have much to do, and a lot of ground to cover.” Stumbling to your feet, it takes you a moment to realize what he has said to you.

“Wait… we?” The Undertaker chuckles before responding. “I’ve been living life as a hermit for far too long, and you’ve proven to me that you have what it takes to make a real change in the world. Plus, I believe I owe my help to a certain mutual friend of ours.”

How unexpected, The Undertaker has joined your Party!

“Well Gregory, you’re the leader. Where to first?”

> Explain my arrangement with Tokidoki, then prepare to catch up with El Disgusto in Savagegrad.