Wyspi shivered, pulling her short cloak around the tops of her arms and muttering under her breath. It was two weeks since she had arrived in Ironforge and had taken her nearly a day and a half to trek down to Coldridge in search of a young gnome she had heard so much about.

After looking in the area for several hours she admitted defeat, and wandered back to Thunderbrew Distillery where she sat on a chair sulking at her failure to find.... Taking a piece of paper from her bag and a small pen she began to write a notice.

"Have you seen this gnome? I'm looking for a gnome by the name of Apricot, I believe she has been in this area recently and was looking for people to join her in a fight for gnomes everywhere.

If you see her please direct her to the Thunderbrew Distillery, to a W.Gungespanner.

Thank you"

Folding the notice neatly she places it in her backpack and heads back out to Coldridge to leave the notice there.

(By Siheld)

Siheld puts his cowl on as he leaves Ironforge. Then he plays a little dwarfish song on a weird looking flute. "

Brr.." He shivers.
"Thunderbrew Distillery, my uncle is waiting for me there..."

He enters the inn and notices a little female gnome.

"Greetings." Siheld nods.

Wyspi looked up from the mug of hot chocolate and plans she was considering, to see a male gnome looking back at her.

Letting out a small smile and nod she returned the greeting.

"Greetings to you Sir gnome" she replied, before looking back down at her drawings.

(by Siheld)

Siheld sits down next to Wypsi and orders a mug with hot chocolate.

"What are these drawings, fellow gnome?" He looks at the pictures and notices someone he saw earlier this day.

Siheld uses some spells and lights the candles with his fingers. "Can I help you?"

"Uhm..." Wyspi blushes slightly at the gnomes intrustion, moving one of the more detailed drawings and writings under the one of Apricot, and a penned note to her mother.

"Well I'm looking for a gnome.... I uhm heard she leads other gnomes..." Wyspi trails off in thought, before looking at the older gnome with a piercing stare

"You recognise her?" She begins to speak very fast....

"Becauseitwouldbereallyniceificouldgetintouchwithher!" Wyspi looks expectantly at the figure.

(by Siheld)

Siheld smiles softly at the hyperactive gnome.

"Well I did see her today!"
"But I'm unsure where.."
"Why do you need her? She indeed leads gnomes."

He starts drinking his hot chocolate.

"Well uhm...." Wyspi looks slightly confused, or deep in thought.

"You see I'd like to join her, I thinks that she wants to fight our cause yousee? to reclaim our town andstuffs..." Wyspi smiles realising the other gnome knows something about the fabled Apricot.

"You know whichwards she went?"

(By Apricot)
The serious looking Gnome went out in the cold and took a deep breath. Another day, another search. She thought and carried on walking towards the town where the posters and post cards she had ordered would arrive. We must grow larger. Perhaps I shouldn't spend so much time in my study as I do. Leaf would make a great public relations officer, she's always out and about - at least more than me - and people know her. Something to think about. Apricot almost slipped when crossing a frozen lake and cursed under her breath as she tried to regain posture. She forgot while pondering the situations and plans that she usually "blinks" over those lakes, to avoid just this slippery nonsense.

The gnome entered the brewery and went straight to the inn keeper.

"Did my package arrive today then?" She asked with her usual serious face and cold "straight to the point" voice. The inn keeper looked at her a bit puzzled at first bit then realized that it was the same gnome asking about a package the day before.

"'ang on a minet, deary, ah shall 'ave a look-see. 'ave an ale on th' 'ouse!" He filed a pint, slammed it on the bar and went down the back.
Apricot looked at the pint and then pushed it away with a hint of disgust on her face. That disgusting habit is something I'll leave to Miss Hingesprock. She could remember the times the green haired one would come home as drunk as... she used to be, which would be a lot. Even for a dwarf her drunkenness would seem normal, and Leaf being a gnome. The serious faced gnome just shook her head at the idea.

She leaned back and surveyed the inn, coming to look upon the two gnomes conversing across the room. However curious she was about what they were discussing, she knew it was probably not her place and thus remained by the bar. After all, she wouldn't want to miss her delivery by some stupid dwarf tossing it into the fire because he thought it wasn't cozy enough.

(By Siheld)

"Aaah the Coldridge Elite."
"I haven't seen hre in a while"
"Tough if I were you, I'd stay in this inn for a while. A giant blizzard is coming!"

Siheld looks trough a window as he sighs.

"She often visits this inn, so maybe she will enter in a few hours.."

(By Wimto)

Wimto fell. Falling from her Gyrocopter, she flayed this way and that, grabbing onto parts of the sky as support. Uselessly. The ground seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, as she kept falling further and further down. Pulling hard on her parachute cloak, the cloth unfolded out reducing her speed as she fell. The Gyrocopter collided with one of the nearby mountains, the explosion caused wildlife to flee from nearby trees.

Wimto glided smoothly to ground, the parachute on its last legs. She blinked peering around. By now a shower of snow had appeared, dragging her parachute and she pulled her woolies around her, bowing her head into the blizzard. She staggered towards town.

Tripping over a sign post, the parachute cloak came loose, with an increase in the wind speed it flew through the sky never to be seen again. Scowling, she marched into the inn. Her scowling-baby face quickly turned into a smile as she saw the back of a certain councilor's head.

"Hello, Siheld." Wimto said almost breathlessly as she collapsed into a comfy chair.

She peered round the room at the other members sitting there. Eyes wide.

(By Siheld)

Siheld had just finished his drink as he sees Wimto entering the inn. He orders three new hot chocolates and runs towards Wimto, almost falling over some chairs.

"Aaah Wimto! How are you doing today?"
"You look cold, let me do something about that."

Siheld's hands turn orange as he touches Wimto's forehead, trying to make her feel warmer.

"I hope that will do it."

Siheld smiles.

"Come join us and i'll give you a hot chocolate!"

Siheld gives Wimto a hot chocolate then realizing he ordered three. After a few seconds he gives Wypsi some chocolate to.

"Wimto, we are looking for a gnome here: Apricot, have you seen her around lately?"

Siheld peers at the silent gnome at the bar then he tells the bartender to give her a hot chocolate.

"So.. where were we?"

(By wimto)

Wimto turned her head as she saw Siheld stumble over multiple chairs. Embracing her friend briefly before saying any more words. She almost blushed when Siheld touched her forehead, grinning at Siheld and around at the rest of the room.

She took the Hot Chocolate gratefully, she regretted taking a sip shortly after though, it burnt her mouth out. She quickly managed to cover up the burning sensation by coughing.

"A missing gnome. eh? Hmm... When I was flying over Dun Morogh there -was- quite alot of Gnomes." she said, almost beaming at Siheld. She resisted the temptation to giggle.
Getting comfy into her chair, she stared at the other Gnome.

"I'm Wimto, who are you, sorry?"She questioned the other Gnome.

(By Siheld)

Siheld looks at Wimto then he giggles.

"Indeed there are a lot of gnomes in Dun Morogh!"
"But we are looking for Apricot..."
"She is the leader of the Coldridge Elites.. A famous guild here!"

Siheld looks at the little gnome at the bar, checking if she is drinking the hot chocolate.