Here is a little ditty I came up with to take a little time out with FITD. Raer is too good a character to leave out, maybe a collection of oneshots would be cool. Short and silly this is.


New Tinkertown was fairly quiet this morning with only a few Gnomes walking about the place, though one big-mouthed warlock Gnome seemed to be in a good mood today as well. This was Raer, the Gnome you loved to hate. Whilst doing a small dance while walking up to a nearby house, he started singing a little song to himself.

"She's got a message from someone, wonder who it could be? Someone who cares, seems unawares, don't tell your granny 'cause she'll fall downstairs."

As soon as he made it to the door of the house, he gave it a brisk knock. Whilst wearing a stupid grin that seemed impossible to crack. Opening the door came out a rather messy looking Gnome Priest, Nefti Airslicer. Judging by the look of her messy pink hair and the annoyed look on her face, she seemed to have just gotten her robes on and had never any time for her hair.

Raer was actually in love with her, but she hated him for his attitude, but then again everyone else hated him because of it.

"What do you want?" Nefti snorted at him.

Raer took a step back and put on a slight serious face and cleared his throat. "I have a message for you," The warlock replied.

Nefti raised a slight eyebrow at him. "For me?" She asked as she stepped out of the doorframe she'd been standing in.

"Nefti Airslicer."

"Who from?"

"The party wishes not to remain silent."

Nefti looked rather surprised at what he was saying. "…What sort of a message?"

Raer took one look from his left and then to his right to make sure no one was watching or hearing what they were saying. When no one was around, he suddenly gave her a sly grin. "This sort."

And before Nefti could react, Raer had pulled her in for a hard kiss, which she tried to back away by slapping the back of his head. Raer then ran off, with her rubbing her lips with her hand, groaning in disgust.

Just then, Rear stopped to look at her. "Any answer?" He joked. Though he ran away once she threw a piece of scrap metal at him.


Review please, you know the routine.