Tiaral

-- Let's have a drink!
Tirill, looking at the others, also raised her glass with her drink, although before that she had been looking more at the food.
-- Actually, I'm a little bored here; I thought I'd get into a fight... I have to thank Albert a lot, because if it weren't for him, I would have cut the throats of all the slave traders in the market and stuffed their remains into pots! There were some suitable ones right there! (She says this somewhat quietly, not wanting everyone in the tavern to hear.)

- Hehe, there was this one woman here who made a living by fighting. But our kind Visierian took away her business. As for the fight with the slave traders, I definitely don't advise that. Otherwise, you risk ending up among the lots in the market.

When the whole group had gathered and discussions began, Jert noticed the group's growing desire to buy a slave.
- Are you sure that, given our recent expenses, we can afford such a luxury? Besides, who knows what kind of girl she is. Maybe we'll buy her, free her from her chains, and then we'll all end up with our throats cut at night.