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“OIE NOW!!!” 

Reproach me if you must – I’m sure there be more decorous ways to address incorporeal deceased royalty – But me nerves by now were shot nearly to ribbons, which honestly takes some doin’. 

I weren’t what’chya might call me usual Serene Self.  

Talkin’ with a Ghost (for them what’s never experienced it) en’t somethin’ I be entirely sure I’d recommend. 

It be a bit like holdin’ dialogue with a person on the other side of a waterfall, whilst both ripping drunk an’ sufferin’ from tinnitus simultaneously,  in a particularly echoey gulch.  

Smoked reindeer en’t bad – Basically venison, but with more juniper berries. And Lossoth make a decent kind of pie in their own right: It be sort of like a bilberry tart, an’ sort of like a cream cheese cake. Imma replicate it sometime. 

*Brr-RRRRR!!!*

A’ight, credit where it be due: Calenglad weren’t lyin’. I’d put me heavy garb, includin’ the shearling boots on before I’d come to the first settlement, marked on the map as “Kauppa-kohta.”

I think this whole area may be on an elevated plateau, even afore yeh start factorin’ in latitude.