Loelick's Archives

There weren't many visitors at the Ivory Tower this evening. And closer to closing time, it became completely empty. Just as they were about to close the restaurant, a young man entered with a few friends.



- Are you already closing? - he asked the hall administrator. - Yes, Sir Tuor, unfortunately... - You'll work a little longer! The administrator didn't argue with the young man and let him and his friends in. The youngsters piled into the restaurant and sat down at one of the tables. Tuor put his feet on the table, waiting for a waitress to approach him. The last of the remaining waitresses was Emilia.

Added 2 minutes later

-- Why didn't you say that the boar was a zombie? Is there a potion of healing?! If so, leave it on the grass and step away. I'll come and drink it.
"Well, if not, then... Well, Cleanser."

- Damn it! I suspected! Don't come near me! I only have one potion. Here, - the hunter placed the potion on the grass and stepped back, covering his face with his hand.