Tales From a Second Hand Wand Shop- Book 1: They Were the Best of Gnomes. They Were the Worst of Gnomes.

by Robert P. Wills

  A familiar Dwarfling came out one of the doors onto the flagstones. He appraised the motley group for a moment. “Ya got an appointment?”

  Without missing a beat, Drimblerod smiled and answered, “Of course we do.” He moved the wagon beside the double doors and the group all got out.

  “Rat, watch the wagon while we talk to Big Julie,” said Grimbledung after he changed him back. “We’ll come get you before we go eat. Promise.”

  With that, Drimblerod, Grimbledung and Nulu followed the Dwarfling into the school (through the left door because that was the Gargoyle that had stopped looking at the pillar of smoke long enough to tend to its duties) towards Big Julie’s office.

  Grimbledung glanced down at the Dwarfling and smirked. “So, what are you in for this time?” He asked in a conspiratorial tone.

  The End

  Will the Gang be welcomed by Big Julie?

  Can Aution be rebuilt?

  How will Grimbledung act with two curvaceous women nearby?