Boridain Glacierbane, Eastern Wastes

"Hello stranger, I am Boridain, master hunter of the Coldain. Glad to meet you."

"Say! This looks just like the axe my uncle uses. With this I can kill the beast for sure! Now please, be very quiet, I must track my prey. I won't return to Thurgadin without the hide of the rabid tundra kodiak!"

"Yes! I've done it! The vile beast is finally dead. I will at last be revered as the mighty hunter I am. Here is your axe back, I broke it on the killing blow. Take it as proof that you are a friend of the greatest hunter in the history of the Coldain!"

"Hmmm, fresh prints. They're HUGE! This must be it! This hunting stuff is easier than I thought."

"Boy, all this hunting sure does make ya hungry! Time for a snack."

"All this tracking is makin me mighty sleepy. Time for a little nap. You keep a lookout."

"Who am I kidding, I'm no hunter. I'll never be a hunter. I may as well give up and become a miner like dad."

"Hmm, that wasn't him. Let's see now, if I were a rabid tundra beast where would I go? This way!"

"Ahh, that's better. Back to the hunt… I think I hear something over yonder. Stay low."

"Where did that vile beast go now? Wait, what's that over there? Could it be? Only one way to find out!"

"Ahh, refreshing! Back to work… I think I smell the beast! This way."

"I just don't get it. I thought that was him for sure. I don't see any sign of him now."