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The Legend of Mann.
Carn:
"She has a hwacha on the front, gat on the right, and banshee on the left. She may not be spanking new, but she has always done the job. Now we just need to concern ourselves with not freezing our manhoods off up there."
The Mann:
"Perhaps we can source some clothing from an Anglian Tribe? How to they remain in the firnfelds all day everyday every year?"
Carn:
"You do realize your talking to an Anglean right? I'VE got polar gear, I seriously doubt you men do."
The Mann:
"I did not think of that... How much? or where can we get some?"
The Bard began to worry as he was working as a Bard playing tunes for funds... He doubted he would have money to pay for clothing let alone supplies...
Carn:
"Depends, I've got a suit that's a combination of ox leather, bear skin, and seal skin. That was a gift, there's no way I could afford that. But you can make do for a time, with enough leather and furs. I can radio a guy in Kinforth later. Get you an estimate."
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