Grim Views

"P-p-puh-puhleezae Mr. Warlock sir! Let me go!"

The little gnome trembled as he stared up at the troll towering over him. HIs mom had always told him not to go wandering through Stranglethorn vale but he never listened. It had never been a problem....before that is.

"Oh ya, I be letting chu go soon. Ol'Dunze gots a job for chu!" Dunze cackled "Blueberry! Bring da scrolls 'ere! Dis little one mustn't be kept waiting!"

The voidwalker floated over to Dunze, who quickly snatched the scrolls out of his hand and patted the voidwalker on his head "Dats my little blueberry!" If the gnome wasnt certain that he was about to die he may have found the whole interaction between Dunze and the voidwalker funny. As it stood, it only cemented his opinion that the troll was completely nuts.

"Now den...what was da name of dat troll I talked ta last night?....Ur...Ur...Raz? Eh, it be no matter! Ill just say, ta tha grim!"
Quill in hand he begins to pen a letter to the grim, although scrawl perhaps would best describe the shapes on the paper

To Da Grim

Dunze wants ta join ya. I hope ya like gnome! dis one be fat.

*below lies a crudely drawn picture of what appears to be the gnome on fire*

Dunze

DUnze quickly rolled up the scroll and looked back at the gnome. Before handing him the scroll he mutters under his breath and a thin tendril of purple energy stretches from his finger to the gnome

"Now den, you gon take dis to da grim and dey will take good care of chu. But if ya don' and ya be tryin ta escape, chu will die!" He cackled "If ya don' den you goin burn from da inside."

The terrified gnomes hand trembled as he took the scroll "B-b-but they can remove the hex...right?"

"Oh ja, dey can, but only if you gt der fast!"

Dunze clapped his hand and blueberry picked up the sputtering gnome and tossed him outside. The gnome ran as fast as he could, hoping that he could find them before it was too late.

Somehow, someway the gnome actually made it to the front gates of the Grim. If Lilliana had not been out front at the time, returning home in the very early hours of the morning the little creature surely would have been squished under a guard's boot. She saw the scroll in the gnome's hand as it raced from rock to rock, trying to hide from the guards and find a way in.

"What's that?" She asked in common, and snatched up the scroll. After reading it, she picked up the gnome and brought him in through the front gates. She held him like a baby - and brought him to Khorvis. The guards at the front merely scratched their heads. Lilliana did odd things, but walking in with a gnome in her arms was probably one of the most strange.

Later she wrote back to Dunze, telling him to show up at the Inquisition tonight at the SpeedBarge.