Well, we found one of the last of the siblings we were looking for. Caald, if I’m remembering the name right. It figures the one person we absolutely need to come along so that everyone else does is the type that thinks helping his own people and helping people without pointy ears are mutually exclusive. Honestly, if your entire city will be on the brink of horrific lawless breakdown because you stepped out of it for a month, you might want to rethink your command structure.
This leaves us helping him to play catch-up on paperwork. Fine by me; I’d have helped these people anyway, and this gnome put a child in significant danger. But I’ll be doing it because it’s the right thing to do, not to help that prick.
Of course, it turned out that the gnome fed this splinter faction information and put the child where she needed them to be. This makes him just as guilty as them, oaths or no. That’s one of the things about freedom: you have to accept the consequences of your choices and actions, whether or not you wanted the consequences to happen. That’s the point where navigating the whole issue of freedom gets complex.
Unfortunately for him, that’s where my sympathy ends. Especially considering he summoned a demon on me and kept refreshing his damned shield when I broke through it. Some interrogation. Rsaar spent most of that fight knocked out on to her ass, just in time to get back up at the end to bring down the shield in a strike and capture the gnome. Showoff. Too cute to be mad at though.