You decide to get out of this mansion together with gnome Kynth Gwyn... Together it will be easier to escape... After salvation you will take on this vile gnome...

You run angrily in the direction where you saw gnome Kynth Gwyn...

The magical tattoo no longer affected your mind... You realized the shame of your situation... Kynth Gwyn has been manipulating you for a long time... He used your body as the body of a corrupt whore-prostitute, he made a large income from your shame and humiliation...

"Ulkin... not there, come with me. You don't need to participate in the battle..." Kynth calls when you catch up with him outside of the servants' quarters at the back of the massive house. You see that Kynth has led the others to the servants' quarters at the back of the massive house trying to escape the fighting. You remember the last time you saw Caelan, he was stumbling back into the bedroom, closing and locking the door as the rivals fight in the main room.

You look at Kynth with a furious gaze and you think: "Damn that shit-eating duke! Let him die! But the main vile fucker is Gnome Kynth Gwyn! This scum is responsible for my shame and humiliation!"

Kynth turns to smile at you, pointing forward to the back door. Looking into your eyes as you stand there with the boar spear, he suddenly realizes that you are looking at him with anger and hatred in your eyes. The little Gnome's eyes widened in horror as he saw the blood running down your bicep.

“Ulkin, you’re wounded.” He groaned running over to you, looking past you, as the cries of battle become louder.

“I thought you were my friend! But you made me your ****! You turned me into your Whore! You made me the human's bitch... I'm going to kill you Kynth.” You snarl savagely was the little Gnome looks up at you sadly, you can see real regret on his pointed little face. It's the only thing that keep's you from driving the spear through him, that look of regret and self loathing on his face.

“You can do that... once we are safely away from this place.” Kynth grunted pulling you along as he looks back at the battle, more and more Knights are falling as the Orc's attack wildly. “I don't want you to die... my friend.”

“Don't call me that you shit stain. We are not friends... I hate you.” But you realize that he does have a point, the Orc's were no doubt going to kill you all if they caught you. And so you follow along through the hunting lodge, out the back door past the already burning stables. And into the forest, once there Kynth has Bomar pick him up so that you can run. "The road should be off that way, if we follow it there is a small village not far from here. Garon's ford I believe its called, we can find clothing help there." The sky over head is bright with false dawn, it will still be hours before the sun actually rises in the sky. It takes you over three hours to get there dodging the Orc's roaming the forest, Kynth quickly going to the town constable to report what had happened. Smoke can clearly be seen coming from the forest now, as at last you all pile into a worn out old wagon Kynth managed to buy. Plainly the little Gnome still had his fat purse, the ride back to The Shaded Lantern takes more that two and a half hours. But at last you are safely back in the city, the others are back in their rooms resting. While you stand alone in Knyth's office, staring down at the little Gnome as he drinks a full glass of that whiskey the North-men make.

He pours you a mug of it, as well before moving over within arms reach of you. “Well... I guess its time you get your vengeance.” He grunts handing you the glass, standing in front of you looking down at the floor. “I didn't know the tattoos were magical at first, only that my uncles will said I had to have all my employees get them. I'm not making and excuse, once I understood how they worked... I could have removed yours.” The little Gnome admitted with a sob, as you sat glaring at him thinking about doing terrible things to him. “But I was really enjoying what we were doing together, I loved you in my own way. I never wanted to hurt you... I was always very careful no one abused you. But if you want to kill me... I won't lift a finger to stop you.” You sit there glaring at him, unsure what you want to do about your former friend. As you watched Kynth poured himself a bit more whiskey, staring at it as you sit there considering. “One last drink then?” The little Gnome asked as your hand grips the mug, you imagine yourself crushing his head with it. Nostrils twitching as the smell of that strong **** makes your mouth salivate. What will you do?

What thoughts are in your head?