Mount Apikuni No one 'round here's good at keeping their eyes closed.

Hello there, thought Thorleif as he trotted up to the cliffside.  He glanced out at the forest, sniffing the air.  "I like smelling," muttered Thorleif to no one in particular.  Unable to fully comprehend distance and perspective, Thorleif began looking for fish in the terrain below.  He chuffed and wondered if the fish here could sense his gaze and were actively hiding from him.  "Hmm, these fish here are smart.  Fishing might be more challenging here", he informed the group.  "They are watching us, the same way we are watching them."

Thorleif squinted his eyes and slowly slunk away from the edge.  He nudged a small stone and watched as it went tumbling down the edge.  His eyes grew wide as he stone vanished into the ground far below.  "By the Gods," exclaimed Thorleif.  "This entire mountainside is imbued with magical powers!  We must be wary, lest it makes any of us grow smaller as we get further away from each other.  We should stick together."