The two gnomes, Bill and Andre, weren't exactly welcome in the orc village.
Bill had, after all, tried to peep on the orcs.
He was the more impulsive of the two. He had pointed a sword at Alaric. Andre was calmer, but he didn't want to leave Bill alone, for the two of them were best friends.
So he had decided to join him in exile.
Bill was, after all, not very good at making campsites or even hunting for his own food. And so, Andre had made it so that they got their own little field.
It was practically only a single square foot, but Andre had great plans for it.
After all, he was a master mini-farmer! What was mini-farming, one might ask.
Andre would definitely answer with a smile!
Mini-farming was the art of making mini-farms, and those mini-farms were elevated.
