The pirates, ever a superstitious lot, looked uncomfortably at each other as Jarod described the perils of bullying a gnome on board ship. Their stout leader glared at them. "Ye daft lot!" He scolded while slapping one upside the head, "don't believe the lies spoutin' out of this little man-liar's trap."<br/><br/>"I'unno, boss," one of his minions shrugged helplessly, "me mam always used to say-"<br/><br/>"Dumber than a whore, fatter than a pig, and drier than a raisin, your mam was," the fat man spat. "Must I do everything myself 'round here? If ye can't starve a single faggy gnome, then we're just gonna have to stuff him fatter than a goose!" So saying he scraped off the crumbs and dirt off his oily foot and chucked the clumpy mess at Jarod. Except that he missed, and the makeshift projectile ended up splattering over the arm of a nearby half-orc.