Sarach

Sarach walks after the gnomes, wishing they had larger legs. Gnomes and their cloak-and-dagger shows...and their little legs. Why would someone be watching me? It's not like I've caused that much of a stir...well, I guess I've challenged five men to duels this week...beheaded one of them...maybe one of them was important enough to come after me? Which could make this one big trap which I'm just blindly walking into... Sarach grins widely. Ha! This just got even more interesting!