Krogan's fleet of dragon hunter ships had docked at the northern markets to stock up on supplies. A few dozen men were securing ropes, others getting things to sell ready, others unloading dragons to sell, thing among that. Krogan stepped off the gangplank and smirked at everything going to plan. Make sure those chains are tight or I'll feed you to that singetail. The hunter nodded fearfully and tightened the chains. Krogan then looked around at market and started walking around.
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