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Old man was lookin' kinda spooked, this morning, yelling and stomping around like no one's business. Wouldn't let me in to see why, but I probably shouldn't complain, seeing as how he's going on about how we're gettin' out of this dragonsdamned city just as soon as we can.

Must've been bad, if he's burning his own wagon, tch. Superstitious old fool's forgotten how much that thing cost to build, I guess. Least I keep the valuables in mine~

Eh, but like I said. Not complaining, crazy old man or no. Better get to packing, and making sure no one's pocketing anything for themselves in the meantime, wouldn't put it past 'em.