Lydia and you explore the rugged countryside of the Rift, fighting many bears and wolfs in the process. Lydia has been mostly quite this whole time except suddently- GUUURRRRLRLRLR!- her stomach churns. "Are you ok, loyal housecarl?" You ask, conserned that she may be poisoned. "No it's just that- PPPPPPPRRRRFFFFFFFFFFTTTT!!!- ...I ate alot of mammoth cheese and bear meat on our trip..." Her gassy outburst rivals the power of your thu'um, not to mention it's stench. A few hawks fall from the sky, killed by the smell. "How about we go explore some more?" You ask, trying to change the subject to try to make her feel more relaxed. "Sounds good my thane"-FFffrt- a wet poot splatters out of her bubble butt. "I think I need a change of armor..." As you continue on you stumble across...
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