Cult of Gnomism?

The quest we got from Naena was as follow, some kids are being kidnapped in Elderfalls and we need to get to the bottom of it. The Grand Duke's kids got involved in this mess somehow, and a great reward is promised to those that will bring them back safe and sound. We had begun our investigation, trying to gain some more information about the kidnappings, find out who could be behind it. We met with a Tallman named Robert in the guild, a druid with a pet Grizzly (like, who the fuck just wanders around with that giant thing?) that was willing to help us track the missing kids. We were about to go back to our quest, when we heard it again.
 
Ever since we had started our journey in the guild, we also started hearing a strange noise following us. Turns out a gnome was following us and was also the one whispering the noise in our heads? I can't even begin to understand the chaos that followed afterwards. The guys decided to go after the gnome and find out what was his deal. In the end, we followed him to a warehouse to the North of the capital. He was cornered and we got to ask him what was the point of him doing the noise.
 
That's when things got real weird.
 
Apparently he was part of a cult that wanted to transform everyone in the world into gnomes? Through the noise? I couldn't have made that up if I wanted to. Then he said that his group was operating from Arvelone in an old abandoned church. Everybody decided to just, go there and prevent the gnome menace from reaching its dark goals. I... I just can't deal with this right now. This is just too stupid, to be perfectly honest. Anyway, after that they killed the gnome and Jib got to butchering the poor sod. Said something about gnomes being a delicacy to goblins!? I just couldn't stay any longer, I felt like I was about to puke any moment. I ran from the warehouse and emptied my stomach on the doorsteps, and it didn't help that I had been drinking pretty heavily the previous day too. I sat down and tried to resist the urge to scratch my scars that started to itch like crazy.
 
I just felt sick. I wanted to go back home and curl up in bed, forget about what I had seen.
 
Eventually we got on the road to Arvelone, but that wasn't the end of our problems, of course. As we got closer to the bridge that would lead into the city, we met a pretty angry Storm Giant. He almost crushed Nabintou into a pulp! With R'Egrul's help, we got to talk with him at least. We learned that the Giant's ancestral tombs were being attacked by some of the smaller races, and thus he was trying to prevent anyone from approaching their territory. This, of course, was a problem for the many caravans coming from the South. And as we eventually got to Arvelone, we saw a mass of angry people that were wondering when they'd be able to use the road again. The Giant told us that if we wanted to help, to find a Witch named River in Arvelone, that she was already working on the case.
 
Oh yeah, I forgot to write about this, but Jib gave a cursed belt to Nabintou that transformed her into a man. She, understandably, got quite angry at the goblin witch.
 
Anyways, we eventually found where the abandoned church was located. There we found a gnome cleric and everybody started screaming and asking the guy to start talking, and-
 
I couldn't handle this stupid shit, they'd have to resolve this by themselves. Asher and I simply remained on the steps of the church and waited to see how this would all unfold. In the end, it was revealed that there was no plot and no Cult of Gnomism. The gnome we had killed was simply coo coo crazy and had used a prank spell made by the gnome cleric we had just met. There was no curse, no cult, no nothing. What a waste of time.
 
And so, we got back on track and went to the local tavern, got in touch with River and teleported with her to the Storm Giants' catacombs. I was ready to explore those ancient tombs and do something constructive for once.
 
And that's pretty much it! Just, a weird few days.