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- If Travan went back for a weapon, the grawl would slip by and kill the humans. Travan kept fighting, even as more grawl attacked. By morning, Travan's corpse covered all of theirs.
- Impressive. Now I want to hear another.
- Thanks for the tale.
- She faced down her twisted brother and killed him, breaking the corruption's hold on Svanir. Jora lost her brother, but she saved her family name and her people.
- I'm hungry for more. Tell me another.
- A fine tale. Thank you.
- Come, friend. I am one of the greatest boasters in Hoelbrak. I would formally challenge you to battle me in boasts, but we're missing a judge.
- What happened to the judge?
- I have nothing to prove to you.
- The man who judged our boasts and insults died after from falling off the Great Rise.
- That's tragic! How did it happen?
- Some people have bad luck, especially those who take bribes to award points to their friends. Those people have more bad luck than usual.
- Yeah, sounds like real bad luck.
- Hey! What are you looking at?
- A big, fat dolyak's backside.
- Nothing, apparently.
- Don't you know the rules? Hold your insults until we get a new judge. The other one went missing.
- How'd the judge go missing?
- What insults?
- He had a little "accident" after he took a bribe to favor his friend in a boasting contest. Kaldar says he fell from the Great Rise.
- Sounds suspicious.
- Accidents happen. If he didn't fall, he would've choked on a bone or tripped on his axe and cut his own head off. He won't be missed.
- I see. I'll be back when you replace that judge.
- For the contests. The Boasting Hall's perfect for them. We trade insults, and the best one wins.
- We need to reacquire Postern Ward, Fort Marriner, and Trader's Forum. Nothing less.
- Now I see why you need a judge. What happened?
- I'm Sigvuld, and I'm seven. I'm going to be the best boaster in all of Hoelbrak when I grow up!
- This I have to hear. Lay one on me.
- Sure you will. Maybe I'll check back with you then.
- I'm so strong that every time I flex one of my muscles, all the other muscles get jealous. I'm so strong that even my shadow will knock you over.
- Shut down that automaton! It's protecting Scarlet and her drilling platform.
- You look as strong as you claim. The Spirits must favor you.
- A genuinely clever thought, for one so young.
- Ha! A bold boast. You're almost as brazen as I am!
- Nice one. But I need to be going now.
- Oh, yes. I boast like Bear can roar!
- If boasting is a gift, you've got it.
- I can lift as much as kids twice my age! Hah!
- Keep it up. You'll go far.
- I'm not ashamed of my gifts. The Spirits should be honoring me, not the other way around.
- You're certainly full of confidence.
- Have you heard the stories?
- What stories?
- My uncle saw someone stealing from the cairns in Shelter Rock. He knows who it is, but he won't turn them in.
- Give that machine a thrashing. It stands between us and Scarlet!
- Why not?
- He lost an arm in a wolf attack and can't fight well. He's proud. Maybe he's ashamed he can't hunt the robber himself.
- Join your uncle. Hunt like Wolf, stronger together.
- Double-click to learn the Armorsmith recipe for Box of Vital Chain Armor
- Chop three times at your foe.