Thank you kindly, Jans. Wish the Major a good night's rest,
says the gnome, looking around the log cabin. The Archmage is a generous man. I doubt an Inquisitorial Team on mission would get such lavish quarters from the Council back home,
he says, after Jans has left. If only Isabella were here to see this... she would love this cabin,
he thinks, sitting himself down on the comfortable couch. I am going to commune with the Council and see if they have any insights to provide,
he tells his companions, drawing out a small ceremonial dagger and meditating with eyes closed.