Before we burn your little friend’s beard we thought it would be nice if he saw his family one last time. They prepared a delicious meal for us all. The grog gave me heart burn. The house was too small for everyone. We ate in the forest amongst the fairies and elves.
That’s not a real house, but some sort of miniature stage. How can I be certain you are for real? can I speak with my gnome friend, perhaps via IM?