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Hunting game alone was too dangerous in these frigid lands, the Icewind Dale was not a place one such as the dragonborn could travel alone. Zagren knew firsthand how dangerous these frozen lands were, the journey he had made here was no easy task. 

So with a grunt the dragonborn nodded pushing his empty mug back towards the barkeeper then stood from the bar to join the group gathered around the table. Instead of taking a seat he stood next to the table by the tiefling, not wishing to break a chair to kindling lest he sit on one of them as they seemed less sturdy than the bar stools.