MSB3000: Araches is the only character you have direct control over now that Uberbob is out of the picture. I can't switch control over to Fawriel, as per Rad's orders. Sorry.

I finally started thinking a bit straighter. "Okay, let's go somewhere else," I suggested. "I think we've pretty much wrapped things up here."
Shuri and L33tz4n seemed very relieved to hear something sensible come out of my mouth. Fawriel, on the other hand, was devestated.
"Can't I take the chalkboard with me?" he pleaded.
"It's not yours," I pointed out, "it's Scholar Sams. You shouldn't steal stuff from wizards, they're subtle and quick to anger." Fawriel begrudgedly complied.
We left the magic academy, dragging Uberbob behind us on the rope. We passed by the huge slope of ice we slid down earlier and continued southward across the frozen ocean. We eventually found ourselves, once again, in the company of the icesmith. He was sitting just outside his icesmithy in an ice chair reading a newpaper which, not surprisingly, was also made of ice. The piece of pie he was eatting, however, was none other than the last slice of the ultimate pie. Upon seeing our approach he waved cheerfully.
"Bearers of pie!" he called out to us. "How are those new ice tools working out for ya?"