Jarod nodded to Athoros ~A priest?~. Was there much else to say or ask? Jarod was a simple son who transferred goods between towns among other things. True there was magic, but it was hardly exciting.<br/><br/>Softly he begins to sing in gnomish, barely audible.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">gnomish</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">link (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSeS3jZCCro#)</div>(<em>Probably sounds something like this....</em>)<br/><br/>And when I got weary, I'd sit a while and rest,<br/>memories invading my mind.<br/>All those things I treasured<br/>The ones I loved the best<br/>Were the things, that I left behind...<br/><br/>Old familiar faces, everyone you meet<br/>following the ways of the land,<br/>cobblestones and lanterns lining the streets<br/>calling me to come home again...<br/></div></div>