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Careful! Don't step there. They'll swarm your boots like you've got grain in your pockets.
I started with a few hens. Just enough to keep the ovens going when the frost bites hardest. But lately? It's like winter can't touch them. The purple blight spreads, folk go hungry, and my chickens multiply like they're mocking us. They're everywhere. In the snowbanks. On the roofs. Pecking holes in sacks we can't replace. I can't just... cut them down. They're mine and they're living. I raised them. Please. Talk to Runa at the Shiverfield Guard. She'll know what to do. I just need an answer that doesn't make my stomach turn.
Cuidado! Não pisa aí. Vão enxamear nas suas botas como se você tivesse grãos nos bolsos.
Comecei com algumas galinhas. Só o suficiente para manter os fornos funcionando quando a geada aperta mais. Mas ultimamente? É como se o inverno não as tocasse. A praga roxa se espalha, as pessoas passam fome e minhas galinhas se multiplicam como se estivessem nos zombando. Estão por todo lado. Nos bancos de neve. Nos telhados. Bicando buracos em sacos que não podemos substituir. Não posso simplesmente... abatê-las. São minhas e estão vivas. Eu as criei. Por favor. Fala com Runa na Guarda de Shiverfield. Ela vai saber o que fazer. Só preciso de uma resposta que não me revolte o estômago. |
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I started with a few hens. Just enough to keep the ovens going when the frost bites hardest.
But lately? It's like winter can't touch them. The purple blight spreads, folk go hungry, and my chickens multiply like they're mocking us.
They're everywhere. In the snowbanks. On the roofs. Pecking holes in sacks we can't replace.
I can't just... cut them down. They're mine and they're living. I raised them.
Please. Talk to Runa at the Shiverfield Guard. She'll know what to do. I just need an answer that doesn't make my stomach turn.
Comecei com algumas galinhas. Só o suficiente para manter os fornos funcionando quando a geada aperta mais.
Mas ultimamente? É como se o inverno não as tocasse. A praga roxa se espalha, as pessoas passam fome e minhas galinhas se multiplicam como se estivessem nos zombando.
Estão por todo lado. Nos bancos de neve. Nos telhados. Bicando buracos em sacos que não podemos substituir.
Não posso simplesmente... abatê-las. São minhas e estão vivas. Eu as criei.
Por favor. Fala com Runa na Guarda de Shiverfield. Ela vai saber o que fazer. Só preciso de uma resposta que não me revolte o estômago.