Hollows Last Hope: Part 1-an emergency
"I think that's all of it," Nom said to Arell when he was finally hoisted over the lip of the well. "I wonder if the water can be cleansed?"
He began to help get himself untied and found that the many knots and hitches came easily apart! Though certainly more elaborate than something he would have attempted on his own had not Arell been here, the little gnome had to admit he was impressed. His mind briefly wandered to his cabin, far upriver, and the prospects of having Arell rig something that would allow him to cross the river near the Golden Falls. There was a particularly interesting looking fishing hole on the far bank, but it was a long way to hike down to Falcon's Hollow to take the ferry across and then hike all the way back to a place he could nearly sling a stone across the river and hit his own roof!
Arell's gruff comment and sickeningly fake smile yanked Nomerendal from his daydreaming. This was serious, or seemed that way. Nom took a moment to wipe his dagger on the grass lest any stray spores might have gotten on it, and then snatched his pole from Rennick and began to hasten his trot after the purpose-driven clerk.
"Your job just got a lot more interesting sirs," he said to the guards in parting. "Please keep a close eye out!"
Once they were out of earshot, Nom asked the ranger, "What do you think Rennick? They're awfully soggy, but they look sort of like the poisonous ones do they not?"