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Didn’t think so.
Or so I reckon’.
Trot along now. You’re blockin’ me view.
Guess you just passed out, eh?
Look at that big ol’ sad sack.
Probably drenched in the blood of his enemies.
You know my best brev beat ‘em in dice.
(chuckles) I knew you were a lightweight.
I thought you were dead.
Testin’ that axe in some ol’ musty place.
Gragu… (scoffs) how the mighty fall, eh?
(drunken groan)
Took every last penny… even his axe.
What? Got nothin’ to say.
He’s probably up north now.
