Dragoncrest Cliffs I can see where we all soon will be

Ganon snorts gustily through his nose. Fair 'nuff, he shrugs. He really couldn't see why the male was so offended by such a meager gift being rejected. A nice bone fresh off a carcass with meat and blood still on it would have been better than the rotten remains that he had thrown towards the warlock. I have been more awful, He smirks through the makeshift bag's handles. Oh, he really could be. Though what vexes me this time around isn't your business, I'm afraid.