Gnurl Whiskerling
Gnurl begins to look even more worried than usual when he understands that we will have to face even more undead and Death Priests before this is all said and done. He says, Father Balmal, Sir, I wonder what you could tell us about a way to fight these creatures of death and decay, or if you know of some way that we may protect ourselves from the might of their evil? And, if even you don't know where they are to be located, then, I guess we will just have to give up the quest and become accustomed to living with the curse. Perhaps a nice, long vacation would help us in that regard. I say we should leave for the beach at once!"
Gnurl then whispers, "It seems like I heard something not too long ago about a beach where the gnomish lasses have 'coconuts' YEA big," Gnurl gestures with his hands about 8 inches from his chest, "and the worst undead that they have even heard of was when the local priest animated the skeleton of his beloved 20-year-old poodle."
