A dark grey sky threw cold wind that bit painfully at the dunlending who sat in his thick furs, huddled up in the small cave that he had found to spend the night in. The crackling fire radiated its warmth out in the cave, spilling its orange glow all over the grey sharp walls where spiders crawled in the dead of the night.
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Dunlendings win again!
