The Groundskeepers Grudge

The shears were only the start, $N. Last night the gnomes tipped our tool carts into the green, one out by their warren west of the maze, one clean across the garden on the pond walk, and scattered a hundred years of good iron in the grass. Drive off eight of the little devils and haul the spilled carts home.

Experience

5000

Currency reward

26s 0c

Repeatable

No

Sigil

Star and rift