“Well, it ain't glamorous, but it needs doin'.
My troops have been fightin' their hearts out while knee-deep in stagnant water for days on end. That just can't be good fer ya.
What they need is a nice fire to dry 'em out and lighten their spirits.
This part of the city's soaked, but the dead roots of these thornwood trees have a way of resistin' the moisture.
Round us up some fuel for burnin' and we'll be mighty grateful.”
