Using Big’B’s and my camp to cheapen my fast travel costs, there was a few stabbable things when I got there though, and a nice explosion.

Discovered Treetops!

One Clown Death.

Since I had death waiting for me below, I took a nap up in the trees and played with photomode.

“No No, go upstairs, forget those guys!”
“I don’t want to alarm you, but no one seems alive here”
“Where’s your friend, jerk?”
“What? Don’t look at my scars, I’m still pretty”