I’m not the Evil Sorcerer Kragon.
I’m not the Slimy Snake of the Swamp.
I’m not the fox or one of the mice or even the Magical Rabbit of Gorlandia.
I’m the Nice Gnome. The really nice gnome. The really, really boring gnome.
There has got to be a way to convince Mrs. Burke that it would be better if I wasn’t the gnome. I just have to figure out how.