aye, back I am, drank some guines... genuine dwarven ale, smoked some weed... yes weed!
Or whateve this 's growin' on the chief's fields...
well, and I've been thinkin', it's been rattlin' in my head... there is one thing ya all have not thought about, mateys...
the daughter has been killed, of the cobbler Nikis-Knight the daughter... 'ight?
So can it be that Nikis-Knight didn't show up the whole day?
Is he hiding form his guilt, wandering through them elven infested woods, until the moonlight will uncover that hairy grimace of his?
Ha! I'll take a nap! Good night, I say! Beware the shadows!