2009年06月10日 15:00
It's not natural for a Dwarf to be sloggin' around in the swamp like this. I'd like to be back in Ekrund with a mile or two of stone between me and the sky.
I'll be happy as a nugget o' found gold when we finally run the greenskins out of here and I can join my brother Valhund back in Ekrund. He can tell a tale grand enough to make your beard stand on end!
The marsh seems to bring out the worst in everything. Even the honor of a Dwarf is not immune to the twist and tarnish of this quagmire. It weights heavy on my heart. I have seen so many of my brothers cut down for the lure of power or the glint of coin and my cousin Murdogh appears not to even hold a proper grudge against it!
When you take on the life of a mercenary, you never know where you'll be called to fight. Could be the port of Barak Varr, could be the blast furnace volcano of Karag Dron, or it could be a Grimnir forsaken swamp just...like...this.
It's gettin' worse and worse out here in this filthy marshland. If the bugs don't get you, the greenskins or walking dead surely will!
Quest
*Dying Wish
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