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- Stomping hour is over, everyone. Drink up before the next fight starts!
- Ah, the ale was saved. I better have one to celebrate.
- Wolf's teeth, who invited these wurms? Oh right, the egg thief. A legendary job, Aldis!
- Stop talking and start stomping. We can't let them inside the lodge.
- Got any specials tonight?
- Wurms! Larval wurmlings! They're everywhere!
- There's your special! Free protein snacks with every drink.
- In my lodge, an epic story is enough to pay for a flagon of mead.
- Keep yourself warm by the fire, friends. And let the mead provide courage!
- Look at all this carnage. My lodge is trashed.
- Drink up, everyone. We'll be closing soon for repairs.
- Still think getting those eggs was a good idea, Aldis? Someone tell me the ale is safe.
- Kevach, I'm sorry. I swear to the spirits that I will make this up to you.
- Are you joking, friend? That was a grand fight. The skaalds will be talking it for months!
- Which reminds me: a flagon of mead for the first one with a saga about that battle!
- Let me guess. You're here for the wurms.
- What are you talking about?
- Wurm fighting. Ever since the Great Hunt, killing wurms is more popular than the Spirits. Kevach's sure making a killing.
- Tell me about the wurms.
- I'm sure you will find glory on the hunting grounds.
- Bah! I killed Issormir. This is just a contest for hunters too weak to match my greatness.
- Thanks, friend, but I'll let you have the honor.
- What? You're giving up the chance for glory?
- Big talk from someone who needed Eir Stegalkin to slay Issormir. Fight a beast in the wild—alone. Then let's see if you'll live.
- Yeah? I'm still the slayer of Issormir. You're just a hunter with big talk and no trophies.
- Just over there is a whole forest of them coming through the ice, begging to be cut down and turned into trophies.
- Ah, friend. I have mastered the art of the hunt. I go out, risk my life, kill a beast, and return to drink. One day, I realized I could skip the danger and focus on the important things.
- Enjoy your ale.
- Bear's fur, what a mess! Still, waste not, want not. Hungry?
- Hungry? You must be joking!
- Defeat Nochtli without falling off or leaving the top of her sparring rock.
- Those wurms might look like an inside-out dolyak, but I can make them the best thing you ever ate. Try some, friend!
- Fine, let me see a menu.
- What do you have that isn't wurm meat?
- Yuck! I'd rather eat my shoe. Good-bye.
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- Cripple
- Movement speed decreased by 50%%.
- Lava Jet
- I'll find them and best them all.
- The Sons of Svanir no longer follow the great totem spirits. They follow Jormag the Ice Dragon as their totem, and like Dragon they are vicious, dangerous, and destructive.
- Bear's teeth! Call for the skaald.
- He's right over there. Why do you need him?
- Ah, that was a good fight. Haven't had a ruckus like that since that time I went to sleep and found a grawl trying to steal my bed.
- Just passing through. Good-bye.
- Wurms, friend. A bunch of them came there here like a howling wind. We took care of them, though. Gave them a pounding that's worth of a song.
- Hold on. I was part of that fight. Don't you remember?
- Sounds like it was a good time. Take care.
- Really? I've seen a lot of fights in my time. Guess I didn't see anything worth remembering.
- So, what's someone have to do to get your attention?