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Skeggy's got us holed up in this frozen rock. Says we need to lay low, and this cave's been used by bandits for generations. Won't the guards know about it then?
Place reeks something awful as well, though Skeggy's claiming it didn't smell like this before. Dirty rotten liar. He's whining about me writing again. Tough luck, I need this to think.