Trouvere
Explorer
"Weel, that was quick," Gildrim says, returning with an odd new companion, a gnome, following close behind. "Ah'll let him introduce himself in guid time. Fur noo, tak' a leuk at this map, seg callad." He hands the parchment over to the gnome.
"Weel, Maister Thorne," he continues, "Ah ken fine ye're a well-respectit merchand, sae ye'll unnerstaund aw aboot contracts an' sae on. Lat's git it doon in writin' afair ye leave: we'll gae tae th' Grellgo swamps, airt oot yer ancestral hame, an' cairy back this urn. Onythin' in th' hoose is yers; onythin' ense we micht fin' elsewhere is oors. Nae, whit dae we git fur oor trooble if we gang aw th' way thaur tae fin' th' hoose ur th' urn is missin', sae as ye learn th' valuable lesson that ye kin gie up yer dream ay bein' a coont?"[sblock=anyone who speaks Gnome]seg callad, distant cousin[/sblock]
"Weel, Maister Thorne," he continues, "Ah ken fine ye're a well-respectit merchand, sae ye'll unnerstaund aw aboot contracts an' sae on. Lat's git it doon in writin' afair ye leave: we'll gae tae th' Grellgo swamps, airt oot yer ancestral hame, an' cairy back this urn. Onythin' in th' hoose is yers; onythin' ense we micht fin' elsewhere is oors. Nae, whit dae we git fur oor trooble if we gang aw th' way thaur tae fin' th' hoose ur th' urn is missin', sae as ye learn th' valuable lesson that ye kin gie up yer dream ay bein' a coont?"[sblock=anyone who speaks Gnome]seg callad, distant cousin[/sblock]