The gnome raises his hand to the sky, holy symbol of Pharasma in hand, and whispers a prayer. As he utters the
The gnome raises his hand to the sky, holy symbol of Pharasma in hand, and whispers a prayer. As he utters the last word, his holy symbol cracks and falls to pieces. The gnome falls to his knees, and his dead brothers-in-arms open their eyes and slowly rise on unsteady feet.
- "Sure." A crooked grin appears on the gnome's face. "Everything's more fun with friends — even dying and going
- The gnome grumbles an incoherent answer as he resumes his work.
- "What do you know? Get out of here!" He waves you away.
- The gnome continues, ignoring you completely.
- "Follow me, fellows. Follow me one last time. We'll have our revenge!"