Tasseter grinned despite himself, this was shaping up to be such an interesting journey! Oh, the tales he would bring home; a damsel in distress, a kidnapping, and a goblin hunt.

"It is settled then, hm?" The gnome says to the poor, terrified woman. Patting her on the hand to reassure her. "Help you seek, and help you have found."

He straightens up a bit taller then, hands on hips and looks to his taller, big-folk companions. The slightest twinkle of mirth flashes through his green eyes, the hint of a grin playing across his face.

"Shall we be off then? In this, time is not our friend."