[Gauls]

Arrg lept off the mule corpse and onto the ground. The human's leg was twitching for a few seconds then stopped. He was dead. The worg had heard the order to kill the gnome but so did the gnome. He wasn't going to stand there to be made into a worg toothpick. As Arrg moved to pounce, the gnome muttered a bit then shot out from his hand a bolt of electricity that sent Arrg rolling backward with a yelp.

"He he he!" the gnome clattered as he stole away into the bushes. "Hope that mule arse tastes good!" he yelled out again as he disappeared from sight.

Kruol should have known the little gnome had to of know some magic. They never could fight fair. This one seemed to have a hand in elementism. Chasing a knobby gnome through the brush was not a very good time filler. It usually turns up nothing. Instead, looking through the cart that the human was driving would turn up something. The cart had an assortment of discarded armor. Most of it was orc armor that fell off or was thrown off by the horde that passed through here. There were bracers, iron breastplates, grieves, some odd and end long swords, daggers, and a quiver of arrows but no bow. There were some tangled mixes of leather straps, rope, belts, etc. most of which were broken or in bad condition.