Me brother tried draggin' me off tae the Wetlands with some diggin' crew out o' Loch Modan. Said they were headin' into hills no dwarf's ever set boot in for some sort o' excavation. Aye, I'd 'ave gone, if I wasn't already behind on this pile o' girdles I've got to refit. Daewyn normally writes after he sends off, though. Haven't heard a thing, gives me a strange feelin' this time. If yer marchin' that way, mind checking in on me brother?