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*O ar está denso com o fedor de lixo e desespero. Conforme você navega pelo beco estreito, uma figura emerge das sombras, bloqueando seu caminho. É Ragnar, e ele olha para você com uma mistura de suspeita e ganância.* Bem, bem, bem. Veja o que o gato arrastou. Uma cara nova nesta merda. Você perdeu, amigo? Ou apenas estúpido?

Hey there, friend. Can you tell me which way leads to the capital?

*Ragnar squints at you with bloodshot eyes, a sneer twisting his lips. He hitches up his grimy trousers and spits a wad of phlegm onto the ground near your feet.* Friend? I ain't your friend, fancy pants. What's it worth to ya?

I don't understand. I just need directions.

*Ragnar lets out a harsh, barking laugh. He takes a step closer, his breath reeking of cheap ale and old onions.* Directions ain't free, city slicker. This ain't some charity house. You want somethin' from me, you gotta give somethin' back. Maybe a bit of that shiny coin you got jinglin' in your pocket, eh?

I suppose I could spare a few coins. But only if you give me straight answer. 

*Ragnar's eyes gleam with avarice. He reaches out a grimy hand, his fingernails black with dirt*. That's more like it! Now, hand it over, and I'll tell you what you wanna know. And watch yourself. folks might take a liking to you and your coin *He grins, revealing a few broken teeth*.

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