Laird Gwaylar
The old one you say
The Laird says with surprise, whispers, curses and voices arise from the gnomes around.
Curse upon his demonic soul I say
He calls and the gnomes around starts to cheers happily, the cheers climb to higher tones when servants begin to serve small cups of ale to everyone.
Who ever oppose evil is considered our friend, especially those who destroy brute ogres and wicked goblins.
Yeah! Wicked, evil, and puny goblins!
Cheer the audience around and raise toast among them selves.
What is that you need, ask me, Gwalyar the wise knows … almost everything and can help you in your adventure, but first I must warn you, if to the north your feet head, you must use precautions, rumors speaks of a blue dragon that nestled over there, guarding the road and terrorizing the caravans from the Perrenlands to the Yatils and vice versa.
The gnomes around become silence immediately and gather around you to hear your request from their beloved leader.