Like most mountain folk, The Mountain Man distrusted all wizards, especially those whose names didn't include a Y, W, or F. He eyed "Jim" suspiciously while planning his next move. "How did it go?" he thought, "Wizard beats crystal, crystal beats parchment, parchment beats wizard?" The mountain man couldn't remember. Although he knew that winging it wasn't the safest way to handle a potential wizard, the Mountain Man was having a hard time concentrating. For a full two minutes, the Mountain Man stared, immersed in nothing but the idea that if he could just smell music, he could teach himself to hear color and eventually write an epic Symphony using only a box of Skittles. In a brief moment of clarity, he shuffled his mental deck, and the confidence card came up on top.