He had only taken 12 steps when he had a vision, telling him to go to the corner of 5th and Skyfive. There he would find the Clover Meister who knew all about Green Syrup #5. He lived in a shack, a real dive. Green Syrup #5 was going to be slipped into one of his drinks or meals, so as to destroy his minstrel voice and mind. He would become an embarrassment to the city of Taqrah, and then they would relinquish his citizenship. They had a natural-born citizen hidden away to take his place.

As he followed his vision, sure enough, he found the Clover Meister and all of his suspicions were confirmed. The puzzle was now complete. The Clover Meister made him a green syrup concoction and poured it into a little bottle. He was instructed to take a sip of Clover Syrup #9 if he ever felt confused, and it would counter-act the effects.

Sure enough, after the chief minstrel returned to the city of Taqrah, that time came after he dined. He closed his eyes and took a drink of...Clover Syrup #9. His mind of minstrel had never been clearer, and 3 of his vocal chords that had been dormant for years came alive; he could even sing the jive. His vocals were like a bottle of fine wine that aged over time. His fans were more enamored, along with the Balaen-Dar; the head of the Bard's council; an impossible feat. This chief minstrel was here to stay, and nothing or no one could, or would ever try to replace him again. It would just be a waste of time and as history will tell it, no one ever crossed that line.