Re: Warrington Woes
Strennr cursed in the elven tongue. "I had hoped that he would know more about the patrols. Though I cannot say I wasn't expecting this." He looked up, too distracted to accurately hear what Stu had said. "What? Oh, of course. Bury him." Strennr crossed his arms and paced the campsite, mulling over the significance of what the gnome had said. From time to time he would stop and glance over at the halved gnoll, then resume his pacing muttering something about spells.