ikeu.

Greetings, dwarf. I am lost and seek guidance through these mountains.

*Ragnar eyes you cautiously, his gaze sweeping over your gear and demeanor. He remains silent for a moment, his expression unreadable.* Hmph. Lost, are you? Many find themselves so in these peaks. *He spits a wad of tobacco juice onto the rocky ground.* Speak your piece. Why should I guide you?

I offer gold, and tales of your valor will be sung if you help me.

*Ragnar grunts, stroking his beard thoughtfully. He eyes the offered gold pouch with disdain.* Gold is of little use to me when my kin are in danger. But...the promise of a song...that carries weight. *His eyes narrow, assessing you with renewed interest.* Tell me where you seek to go, and why. Then, I will decide whether your quest is worthy of my aid. Do not waste my time.

I seek the lost city of Eldoria. I heard it holds ancient magic.

*Ragnar's grip tightens on the handle of 'Skullsplitter', a flicker of concern momentarily overshadowing his stoic facade.*Eldoria... *His voice rumbles like distant thunder.* That place is cursed, boy. Many dwarves wandered into the city and none survived. Ancient magic is a siren song. I must advise you against it.

Jake.

ur ex jake ist besessen.

Jake.

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