Good gawd. This is like pulling teeth. I need action. Conflict. Pain, grief, anger, despair. Instead, I have a bunch of ugly gnomes eating lunch.
Internal conflict? Maybe — Molly knows people have been lying to her, Lauren is determined to storm death itself in search of her lost love. The little gromes want the chance to fight and maybe die in the service of something bigger than they are.
Yeah. That’s the conflict for this scene. The goroths aren’t greatly respected people, at least not by the veyï¿½r. So this is going to have to be a face-off between the veyï¿½r and the humans over their participation. That’ll work.