"'ay, u 'erd da man, 'e asted iv you be look'n fer trouble".

Torner sized up the Gnorcs. Yeah they were big as gnorcs go, but well... four gnorcs had never gotten the best of Torner. < or was that orcs he thought > oh, well it probably didn't matter to him.

" So what seems to be the problem here boys ??"

Torner slid off of his horse slowly. The gnorcs grabbed their poles, then seeing that would do them no good they stood up ,grabbed their spears and slowly walked toward him.

"We ain't got no problem 'in man ", one of the larger ones said," but ye sure do"

And the four gnorcs burst out is a single laugh < ha, ha ha ha >

Torner had seen spears tear off armor faster then a teenage boy can unsnap a bra. He knew it would take smarts to get past 'em. He remembered an old trick he used to use to fool the gnorcs long ago. ( deception )

"HEY LOOK OUT BEHIND YOU"

The four gnorcs turned around.

"What, what, were, what did he see??"
"I 'on't se notin', you see anyting grunter??"
"naw, I see notin' ither snorty."

Seeing his opportunity Torner reached down and grabbed three rocks that were conveniently placed purposely there for this story. < authors note: there were supposed to be four rocks in the script, but the prop manager could only find three in time , that prop manager has sense been relieved of his obligations to the story > All four,, eerrr I mean three rocks were released at different targets.
< wooooshh, wooooshh, woooshh >
< thuunk, thuunk, thunk, >
< plop, plop, plop > went three of the gnorcs to the ground. The fourth one turned around.

"HEY, you tried to trick us,"

He charged at Torner with his spear lowered. Just before the gnorc got there, Torner stepped to the side and grabbed the spear. He yanked on it and the gnorc came, flying at him. Torner grabbed this one by the collar.

"NOW, WHO THE &*$# SAID ANY %!&%**%# ABOUT CAUSING ANY &%@*& TROUBLE ??"

He drew his other hand back. The gnorc was quivered but was silent.

"2 and a half"

CRRUUNNCCCHHHHH

The gnorcs body went limp. Torner looked at the head and found that the nose was punched exactly two and 1/2 inches into the gnorcs skull.

"Good to see you haven't lost the touch old man, still can call 'em first. Now if you can just stop talking to yourself you'd be O.K."

Torner, being quite observant, then noticed the spears that the gnorcs were using. They were made out of emerald wood. And emerald wood only comes from emerald trees. Examining the spears he found what he was looking for. Stamped on the end of the spears was the letters D.E.F.G.H.I.

"So they're making spears now too, huh??. This could be trouble for the fine folks of Bottemburn. The priest at the temple of Violet Elf will want to hear about this, "

But some other fast thinking got to Torner before he started off to the temple. He remembered that there was a small city on the shore of lake Deepbottem, not to far away. They could be in real trouble soon if someone ( like him ) didn't warn them.

"FEAR NOT FINE FOLKS ,I'M COMING TO SAVE YOU"

And Torner was off for lake Deepbottem.

HEAR ME NOW, OH THOU BLECK AND DISPEARIBLE WORLD...
as the song faids.......