The Gnome looked up at Leena and shook her head.<span style="color: blue">"We did what we set out to, more or less. We knew the risks of angering dragons but we had already lost what mattered most to them, we had nothing to lose. And the city was worth nothing to us. The dragons have been mostly wiped out, our god is pleased, what more could we hope to accomplish now that we've been found?" </span>"Do it, as your last service to me. Gather your kin and turn yourselves in, the dragons will win this one if they're able to get revenge." The Gnome's expression hardened and she nodded.<span style="color: blue">"Of course, My Lord." </span>The others nodded as well and stood up. "There, now if you'd be so kind Leena. I'd like a portal to... well I guess home. I won't really have any access to any more mages once I'm rid of you." The Gnome unclasped her cloak and fell to the ground then made her way over to one of the cabinets.<span style="color: blue"> "Hmm..."</span>After a few minutes of searching she pulled a book out and handed it to Leena.<span style="color: blue">"All the names, signatures, and hand prints of those who serve the Lord."</span>The book was bound in black scales and streaked with blood, apparently not all of the dragons killed were done by the curse judging by the three skulls piled up behind the Gnome.<span style="color: blue">"And we will go in peace. We will face our trial with cooperation, and we will die knowing the city is a better place because of us."</span>Ras wrapped one arm around Eru and gave her a squeeze. "I have somewhere special I'm going to take you, but first you need a shower."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>