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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Buk" data-source="post: 1785842" data-attributes="member: 24617">The AnswersThe bedraggled gnome scowls upon FP's antics, and pulls his mug closer, placing the other arm protectively around it, with the pouch still clutched in his hand.  "Yes, I'ma gwinta finish it.  Now stop interrupting the big people."To MOS, he says, "I s'pose these are yer friends.  Guess they'll do.  that one muttering about 'possums gives me the willies, though."  With what he apparently considers a dramatic gesture, the gnome upends his pouch.  Out spill a bunch of dirty lumps, with little shiny flashes in them.  "You've heard of Prospector Jim, no doubt.  Greatest treasure-finder there ever was.  Dwarf bastards ain't got nothin on ole Jim."He sits back, looking satisfied.  "Well, Jim's my cousin, and he asked me to come along to his latest dig.  Said he'd found something real nice.  So's I went with him, got it?  And he shows me this hole, says there's great stuff down there, and hands me this bag full o dirt.  Well, look here."  He paws at one of the lumps, and the dirt falls away, revealing the shine of precious metal.  (If anyone has stonecunning, let me know - and tell me your alchemy bonus if you have that.)  "Pretty impressive, eh?  Bet y'all want some o this.  Well, you ken have it, if'n you come back to the hole with me."He grumbles at the wench for more swill, and begins his tale.  "Bout three days ago, Jim came up outta the hole whoopin and hollerin he'd found something big.  I was awful bored by then, so's I agreed to abandon my post and go down with him fer a look.  Afore we got there, we heard lots of rumblin around us, and some big hulk of a thing up and grabbed at us."  He puffs up proudly.  "I fought it off, but not afore it dealt ole Jim a bad blow.  So's I was a-draggin ole Jim outta the hole, when this weird little doggie with antenna-things comes up an gives me a fright.  Thought it was gonna try eatin Jim, but instead it grabs at my sword and leaves me with this."  He holds up the broken sword.  "After that it was content to just sit in the hole, so I got outta there."He looks at his fingers.  "Well, I set up a camp for Jim cus'n he couldn't come along, and stuck out down the road, lookin fer help.  Coupla villagers told me bout some heroes what saved a village called Nestle, so here's I am.  Lokin fer you, I guess.""Ya'll wouldn't want to help me retrieve what's down there.  Jim won't say what it is, just says I hafta see it fer meself.  You ken have this stuff if'n ya want it.  I reckon Jim has plenty more ta offer.  You in, or ye yellow?"He leans back, swigs his fresh swill down in one long draught, and gives you the collective stink-eye.  Looks to you like he thinks you might be yellow.</blockquote>

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