Небо
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After a moment of hesitation, Thiolas honestly answered all the questions – he was a fake healer, had lost contact with his people long ago, the town was on his way, and perhaps his healing abilities could be useful here. He also didn't hide his inventory.
-Whoa, what kind of procedure is this, guys? It's complicated. Call me Krailos, I don't know anything else, I'm an orphan. I'm basically a republican, but I don't even remember where I was born, I've traveled all over the country. So, I came here to earn some extra money, to guard something. Or someone. All the weapons you see are mine, and I have a couple of potion vials somewhere. That's it. Don't get me wrong, I'm an honest man, I have nothing to hide.
- Hold on a bit, - said the artist, who was drawing a blond young man. - I'll finish this and then I'll draw you. Our mayor is just crazy.
- Sven, be quiet, - said the scribe, continuing to write.
- Oh, come on!
- If you need a job, there's a bulletin board over there, take a look, - said the scribe, pointing to a large board about five meters away.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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