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I’ve decided to switch to something new and share snippets that I wrote during April for Camp Nanowrimo, from the first draft of “The Gnomes are Missing.” I hope you enjoy them. I’m skipping ahead a little bit, out of the Clan Hall scene, to show Kinwer and Trish preparing for their quest.
The porter pounded on their door much too early, but that was probably because no morning light made it into the Clanhold. “If you’re going on a quest, you have to get used to early starts in the darkness,” he grunted, and led them to an alcove off a large round stone cavern. Somewhere out of sight, Kinwer could hear and smell a bustling kitchen, but as the porter left them, another dwarf gestured to some pieces of flat bread on the stone table. Kinwer picked one up, bit off a piece, and regretted it; the thing was stale and almost tasteless.
“On his majesties orders’, I’ve done my best to anticipate the needs of your quest,” the dwarf official said slowly. “If there’s anything else you think makes sense, please let me know. ” He briefly ran over the supplies, all standard sounding stuff to begin with. The water flask Kinwer had taken up into the mountains was empty, but the dwarf filled it up from a large tank and told him that there would be underground rivers on the way to the goblin’s lair, so there was no need to carry any more.
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