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And lo and behold, the skull did speak, albeit in a droning voice.

The skull read the entry out aloud.

"All but one of the fire elves were dead. The tangy smell of their hot blood reminded me of bath time - not that I would ever need one of those baths again.
"The last of the fire elves was in chains of iron, writhing with pain-

"Shit!" interrupted Krakatoa. "Kel wears iron on her chest every day! She must be-"
"Ssssh," hissed Guðrún.
"Kel is only half Elvish," whispered Atra. "And besides, she stopped wearing it when she got pregnant. Don't think she'll wear it again until the baby's weaned."

The skull droned on.

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