I'm grateful for the Organ Gun ammunition ye've brought, in no small part because we're right out.
Eh? What's that? I'm standin' in front of a whole mess of ammunition? Are ye daft!? That shot is for the cannons, not the Organ Guns!
Now stop actin' like a drunken Halfling, and listen close. There's a greenskin patrol headin' this way as we speak. Get over to that Organ Gun on the east-facin' edge of the camp, and load 'er up. If you see them greenskins comin', give 'em a taste of smokin' hot lead!
When you have finished, speak to Master Smith Jordsson to let him know that you're work is done.
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Load up that Organ Gun now, and don't tarry!
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Ah, the sweet smell o' black powder and cooked Orc-flesh.
You handled that Organ Gun right proper, and you kept your nerve while the green vermin charged. Nerves of gromril, you've got!