No matter how alluring the magical books and wands radiating magical energy were, the elf simply didn't have enough money for them. In some cases, the discount on an item, provided by membership in the Society, even exceeded her current cash on hand. So, driven by both the desire to earn money and to learn more about the witch who attacked the city, the necromancer headed towards the town hall.

Making an obscene gesture with her hands, a gesture commonly used in the republic and suggesting "go jump on a dick," the skeleton hurried away. Apparently, he was in a great hurry.
The administration building was quite spacious. There were large windows on the right and left, with several small tables standing near them, where the city's residents resolved their issues. Not far from them were soft sofas where people could wait for their turn. Next to the door was a board, presumably with job postings. Opposite the door, behind a large desk, sat a girl, presumably the administration secretary.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт