Fenrick Barlowe says: Bat gizzards again for the gnomes tonight...
Fenrick Barlowe says: What do they expect, making the bats come in at that angle? Broken necks and gamey bat stew, that's what they get.
Fenrick Barlowe says: 'We like the trees, Fenrick. They provide cover.' They won't let me chop them down, either.
Fenrick Barlowe says: I wonder how many reinforcements need to suffer injury before they allow us to chop down these idiotic trees. They're costing us a fortune in bats. Maybe I'll rig a harness or two...