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With twist of the Gnome's wrist, the spearhead moved in a tight circle and then resumed pointing at Cyrus' chest. the Gnome's gaze bore no expression of emotion and was fixed at the Legionnaire's eye.
"You already got the answer Big Nob. You been messing in my room. You even let that animal you keep come in. This been my room long before you were whelped. Don't want you here where I live. Don't want animals here where I live.
"I might of let you go but you being very much contrary so you getting hurt. About time you stop talking and do something. Or, you want me to stick you first? Maybe a bit of blood first?"
Then a voice called out, "Go Mom, go!" Several other voices joined in chorus , "Go Mom, go!" There were several small Gnomes perched atop the spear rack, cheering on the spear wielding Gnome.
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The Kinder and Gentler Red Neck GM
Taralon - where both loquaciousness and succinctness are acceptable
It is impossible to make anything foolproof because fools are so ingenious. (an ancient Yeti Proverb)
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