07-01-2016, 11:44 AM
Toot was very concerned that he couldn't see what was using the light. Either there's another creature, like the will o' wisp he had never seen but his master warned him about or something using magic to conceal themselves. He supposed he could summon a mist to conceal his retreat or maybe a sleet storm to freeze the ground so whatever it is couldn't catch up as he fled but if it was flying like a wisp the ice wouldn't help. But running all the way back isn't going to help because these big'uns would still be here, blocking his way.
Taking a deep breath, Toot decides to fall back on his old saying, 'Better the unknown than something that's known to be scary.' Toot takes on his trusty Gnome disguise but instead of a child he takes the form of a wide-eyed Gnome teenager filled with wanderlust. Or at least he hoped. He wasn't fond of Gnomes so he just imagined a stupid looking, smiling, big-nosed, turd!
There were actually many ancient Legends that said Jermlaine were once Gnomes. Or Garl Glittergold played a nasty trick upon their god that killed him. This had the effect of turning his worshippers into Jermlaine. Or they were created by Gnomish slaves who escaped their masters. Some became priests and began worshipping the god of their captors. Using the appearance of their patron god as a model, they used captured humans (including some of their former masters) and their own flesh to create a minute race of spies and guards. The gnomes were destroyed by spell casters of the Imperium, but their servant race survived and flourished. Whatever the truth, Jermlaines seem to owe it to Gnomes for their wretched state.
Shaking the negative thoughts out of his mind, Toot makes sure he looks sufficiently Gnomish enough. 'Yup, I look like an idiot,' he thinks to himself. Then he pulls out his shield and crossbow and squeaks in common, "Who goes there? If you come any closer you'll get a crossbow bolt up yer arse!" Then while waiting for a response, Toot moves into Boo's square. If anything came too close he knew Boo would smell it first and he'd shoot it as soon as Boo took a swing for it!
Taking a deep breath, Toot decides to fall back on his old saying, 'Better the unknown than something that's known to be scary.' Toot takes on his trusty Gnome disguise but instead of a child he takes the form of a wide-eyed Gnome teenager filled with wanderlust. Or at least he hoped. He wasn't fond of Gnomes so he just imagined a stupid looking, smiling, big-nosed, turd!
There were actually many ancient Legends that said Jermlaine were once Gnomes. Or Garl Glittergold played a nasty trick upon their god that killed him. This had the effect of turning his worshippers into Jermlaine. Or they were created by Gnomish slaves who escaped their masters. Some became priests and began worshipping the god of their captors. Using the appearance of their patron god as a model, they used captured humans (including some of their former masters) and their own flesh to create a minute race of spies and guards. The gnomes were destroyed by spell casters of the Imperium, but their servant race survived and flourished. Whatever the truth, Jermlaines seem to owe it to Gnomes for their wretched state.
Shaking the negative thoughts out of his mind, Toot makes sure he looks sufficiently Gnomish enough. 'Yup, I look like an idiot,' he thinks to himself. Then he pulls out his shield and crossbow and squeaks in common, "Who goes there? If you come any closer you'll get a crossbow bolt up yer arse!" Then while waiting for a response, Toot moves into Boo's square. If anything came too close he knew Boo would smell it first and he'd shoot it as soon as Boo took a swing for it!
