Revenge of the possessed knows no bounds!
For the broken little piece of wood with a knob and a point, they sentenced me to a year of correctional labor for the sake of a wild wizard. And it doesn’t matter that he lives in the worst district and suffers from the most terrible ailments. If it’s forbidden by law to get involved with him, and arguing is dangerous even for the court, it’s better to give him what he asks for without words…
But contrary to other people’s plans, I have my own grand, freedom-loving, and purely gnome-like reasons. So the monsters of the manor aren’t an obstacle, spy intrigues aren’t a reason to retreat, and the affectionate head of control isn’t a barrier either—we’ll push him aside where we need to. And as for the skinny, yellow-eyed weapon-maker-wizard… we’ll fatten him up, wash him clean, give him a new job—and maybe also give him company.
After all, it would be cruel to leave the poor fellow without supervision.