This Is Fine

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When the penitent kobolds migrated to Ashenfell, I gathered my things and followed. But rather than finding my penance, it appears that I've trapped myself amid the flow of the Pyregethon. I'm fine, don't worry. But this lump of warm pyroclastic glass is a bit uncomfortable without the few keepsakes I intended to bring with me. You see, in my efforts to extradite myself from a precarious altercation with a few fire spiders, I dropped my things. But that's just the way life unfolds. So I have nothing, and I'm trapped within a mystical river of fire that may kill me. I can't do anything about it.

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You collected all my belongings! Thank you so much. Now I have things! This improves my situation greatly. I'm trapped on a rock on the Pyregethon, but I have the things I bought earlier. Much better. I have things now.