"Captain-Half-Face-Jack-McBastard-the-Giant-Pirate" : 074 Out of the Frying Pan, into the Frost

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Heinroch Von Bastard: Just one more bag of sweet, sweet loot.
Vigdis: I don’t think Þungr can carry anymore.
Þungr: Argh! My spine!
Heinroch Von Bastard: When we get back, we can build you a new spine out of gold!
Skógrbrún: What was that?
Þungr: Hey!!! My spine’s not the only thing crumbling!
Heinroch Von Bastard: Yikes, I guess he was holding more than the doors together with his freaky mind powers.
Skógrbrún: No... something is in there.
Heinroch Von Bastard: Eeep.
Vigdis: A Frost Demon!!!
Frost Demon: Free at last...
Heinroch Von Bastard: After stomping so many puny humans I think I smell a steaming hot casserole of poetic justice about to be served up.

Note: Thanks to ‘Frozen Horse’ for the title.
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