“<The Gnomecorder crackles with energy. You can hear Lieutenant Paulson on the other end.>
Stupid gnome junk... Is ANYBODY there? adventurer, are you there?
Maybe he's dead.
Listen, if you can still hear me, we just got word that a Horde master assassin is in the mines, directing the other assassins. Find her, kill her, report back to me.
Paulson, out.”
