Welcome To My Gnome Home

[Russa Nodrey]

Not me.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

*Glares at the mole*

I know some friends who like collecting mole claws, and I don't mind some mole stew!

Yourr cannurburls. Doi! *Mole starts digging up foundations of gnome home*

[Blaggut]

*Pulls a book off a shelf nonchalantly, causing the mole to be trapped in a net and pulled up to the ceiling, to fair to touch anything and too compressed to hurt the net.*

Arm thy selves! We may be under attack!

[Faiyloe]

*Stands up slowly* Attack? By whom?

[Blaggut]

Trolls!

*The thumping gets louder*

[Hickory]

*draws claymores* Ah think we're in for a fair fight, mah wee laddies!

[Izeroth]

 Seriously? All of you are worried about trolls? Hah! I could kill mere trolls in my sleep!

[Faiyloe]

"Hold on I'll be right back," *Flies out the window*

[The Skarzs]

Hello, Faiy brought me he-what it this. . . o__________o
Soooo. . . 'Sup?

[Blaggut]

((If ye wish too talk OOC, ye must do so in the manner of this! Also, they are the older type of troll. Their half as tall as humans, fat, with big noses and ugly faces, with pale naive skin with black and brown bits.

*A terrible sound comes, some kind of roar, accompanied by an odd sound.*

*Unsheaths an small curved blade and loosens a few pouches*

Prepare thy selves! They come!

[Lady Ashenwyte]

Trollers cumm herre and rezzcue moi, burr aye. *Fictional extended family appears* Gnomes are outlawed, you know. *Pine marten takes out an RPG and fires it at the house while other animals shoot at the home*

[The Skarzs]

Ugh.

[Hickory]

((Really? Ash, you're too violent.))

[LT Sandpaw]

*Ducks into the gnome home saber at the ready* Ah ha my comrades, it appears as if I have arrived just in time to have a little fight, against trolls of all things, let them feel our steel and hear our cry!

[Delthion]

My, such violence. *All of a sudden the quarrelers are grabbed by beams of fire, and thrown out of the home.* I do think that that is better!