Had quite a bit of the ol' Moonshine last night! Longbraid would have my head if he knew that I passed out during my watch. The noggin hurts something fierce. Felt as though a whole brigade of siege engines passed overhead, all that rumbling. Oh my, look at the time! I promised Brewmeister Bilger in Southshore that I'd repay my debt to him by sending some Moonshine. But there are just 15 minutes left before I'm overdue! Take him this batch, would you please? And hurry!
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