Tasaril checked his purse, just in case the wandering hands of the rogue had "subconsciously" managed to get ahold of it.<br/><br/>"You've never ran afoul of a gnome illusionist, have you?" Tasaril hadn't either, but he heard some stories, enough so his wince, and slight shaking of his head, presumably thinking of what dire fate could fall upon Sera should he make an enemy out of a gnome, looked a bit more convincing.<br/>