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Discussion with Militia Guard
Trader: Spike-heads are on the prowl again.
Militia Guard: Sand People?
Trader: No mistaking 'em. Marching across the Jundland Wastes, testing our borders.
Militia Guard: They'll never move on Anchorhead.
Trader: Better hope not. Lost my son to those savages. Didn't stand a chance.