There is an air of silence over the citadel today. Once again the gnomes have managed to disgrace themselves, and have sullied the good reputation they earned through recent sporting triumphs.
I will not go into detail, but let me say that 'ale curling' does not involve ice, curling stones, or any such sporting accoutrements. It does, however, involve copious amounts of beer and a powerful desire to ransack the cheese cellar (again).
Therefore, it is with something of a heavy heart that I must punish the little creatures, and return them to a diet of gruel and dry biscuits.