As he started to walk away from Grobnick, the new loud noise made Basko's shoulders tense up toward his head, causing his arms to raise to chest height. His lips pursed and his eye twitched in a non-amused resonance. Slowly, the troll turned on the spot back to the direction of Grobnick Sandpants, only to find the destructive gnome innocently sitting in the same condition that Basko had left him. A cheer sounded a short distance away and Basko relaxed, albiet with a confused look on his face.
Basko's eyes caught Grobnick before anymore mischief could occur. "You," Basko thrust an index finger at the direction of Sandpants, "Come with me. No more tricks today." Giving room for Sandpands to follow, Basko strode in the direction of the next interesting thing to happen this day.
As Basko approached, he wondered what he would behold. Another crowd had formed around whatever it was.