"Drez'malice go and look after Lanil, I'll be back." Fortinbras told his spirit friend as he walked up to the steps. "Listen up you skinny, female poor exscue of a golem! I have had a long, painful day and I really, really, REALLY! don't need this gnome crap right now, so move your skinny, rock arse before I make you my perminant slave!"