— A sweet horse on a stick, I heard that's popular among demons, — Nonak waved his hand, — a real one, of course.
Knichad searches the camp for a piece of wood and charcoal, and writes on the board: "FOR A HORSE! (NOT FOR DRINK!)", sits in a crowded place, and starts begging for alms.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт