A gnome dressed in a rather eccentric and almost downright ridiculous looking blue robe is sitting against one of the standing stones in the grove, with what appears to be a black staff with a large red star ruby set into a decorative fitting leans against the stone.<br/><br/>The gnome curiously looks around, as Therin and Tara approach the grove.  He sees Tara, but doesn't seem to notice Therin's approach.  The gnome, slowly stands up calmly retrieving his staff and smiles. "Ah so you must be one of the chosen ones then." he says as he looks at Tara inquisitively. "Where are the others?"