"But Gil." Lonmil whined. The gnome had been pestering the half-elf for the past hour about some food other than nuts and berries.

"Lonmil, do not make me-" Gil began, only to be cut off by the gnome.

"There's gashes in the trees!"

Gil glared at the gashes before stomping off wordlessly to follow them.

Lonmil followed after, asking many questions that neither of them had the answers to.

They eventually came to a cave with a small boulder sliced in half.

"Looks like whoever it was is inside the cave." Lonmil spoke rather loudly, his voice barely echoing clearly enough for Siegfried to hear.

Gil looked at his friend and shook his head before motioning him to be silent. He began entering the cave, using only sound and touch as guides in the darkness.

Lonmil, being able to hear even the smallest of the half-elf's sounds, followed silently.

It took a few minutes but the pair eventually reached the trio in the dragon's lair.

Lonmil was the first to speak. "Hello." he whispered, waving. He was a bit wary of the human and half-orc but had an immediate crush on the halfling, one he failed to hide.

Gil nodded a wordless greeting with a stoic expression and a look of curiosity.

"Assassinating a dragon?" the gnome smiled slyly, being just loud enough to be heard.