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@@ -185,7 +185,7 @@ L_tale_desert_worm:
mes "\"One day I was hired to protect a caravan going north to Tulimshar, with a friend of mine, old Arvek. He only came along for the fun, of course; it's not as if I really need much help defending a caravan... or at least normally it isn't.\"";
next;
mes "[Kfahr the Warrior]";
- mes "\"Arvek's fun to have about. His manners are as bad as his breath, but he knows how to make a laugh out of everything. One thing you musnt't ever do with him, though, and that is to try his `homebrew'-- some kind of ale he makes out of maggot slime...\"";
+ mes "\"Arvek's fun to have about. His manners are as bad as his breath, but he knows how to make a laugh out of everything. One thing you musnt't ever do with him, though, and that is to try his `homebrew'-- some kind of ale he makes out of insect slime...\"";
next;
mes "[Kfahr the Warrior]";
mes "Kfahr takes another sip of beer, momentarily irritated as if surprised by the taste.";
@@ -231,7 +231,7 @@ L_tale_desert_worm:
next;
mes "[Kfahr the Warrior]";
mes "He grins.";
- mes "\"But I remember something better. That beast had grown nostrils, right? So it can smell and taste! So I tear open his backpack and pull out that big snakeskin of that disgusting maggot ale of his. It's still filled to the brim.\"";
+ mes "\"But I remember something better. That beast had grown nostrils, right? So it can smell and taste! So I tear open his backpack and pull out that big snakeskin of that disgusting insect ale of his. It's still filled to the brim.\"";
next;
mes "[Kfahr the Warrior]";
mes "\"I quickly put on my gloves again, because I don't want to touch that stuff with my bare skin. The beast is almost upon me, but I have only that one chance – so I squeeze the skin while sticking my thumb into the opening, until I can see the black of its nostrils...\"";