'I've received a different sort of orders from Jónar, the head of this here society. He hates the Inn League so much that he has assigned me a rather different task than my Inn League neighbour there. Shh, he mustn't hear us!

'One of my poor, traitorous fellow dwarves is far away in Forochel, the frozen north-lands. He is at a dwarf-keep called Zigilgund and is a zealous member of the Inn League; he spurns the Ale Association. I do not want him to infect other dwarves with his folly, so we shall play a little trick on him.

'He wishes to complete the challenge by drinking Moor-boar Beer from The Prancing Pony. But that is not what he'll get, oh no. We'll be delivering him a Toad's Tongue Ale. I wonder if he'll be able to tell the difference between a boar and a toad at the moment of truth....'

Lófi is at Zigilgund in Forochel, far to the frozen north.

You should bring the fake Moor-boar Beer, which is actually Toad's Tongue Ale in disguise, to Lófi before it is too late.

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