@Fawriel: Marry me.

And rather than townpiping all over the place, I'll just have Uberbob *GASP* give Faw the Magic Map! =D This is the last favor you'll get outta me. Next time, it's alien demon vampires for you.

While sitting on the pogo stick I took out the Magic Map and warped myself back to the bottom of the cliff. I shoved the pogo stick into Fawriel's arms. "Go up," I commanded, "then warp back and Townpipe us up there."
He muttered something under his breath, then said, "I can only Townpipe to towns."
"There's a town up there!" I said, flaunting my knowledge of the universe.
"Even so, I'll need the Magic Map to get back down here."
I folded the Magic Map into a paper hat and put it on his head. "Tah-dah!"
Fawriel grunted, then climbed onto the pogo stick and bounced up to the cliff. He touched the top with his foot, then warped back to the ground beside us. Grabbing hold of us, he teleported back to the top of the cliff.
At long last, we stood on the snowy heights of the Isle of Darkness. To the North of us was the nifty townplace, alive with the sound of Canadians and evil. There looked to be many roads for us to get lost on and plenty of shops for us to haunt.