United Kingdoms

- Alright... then let's prepare first," the sergeant cast a critical glance at the soldiers' equipment.
- Not as bad as I thought, but you won't get far with this. I've heard about so many interesting places here, but I haven't been to any of them. Let's go on patrol. At the same time, I'll get a feel for what the city is like. And no funny business, guys. If everything goes smoothly, I'll treat you to a drink, and we'll celebrate. - Helmut clapped the noble knight on the shoulder. - You're from here, right, buddy? You served in the guard, so why did you transfer? And what's the story with the dragons?..
We're going to the forge; just in case, I'll keep an eye on things so no one gets lost or into trouble, although I hope they have enough sense.

— Captain, damn it, Gerian didn't want me to keep thinking, — the soldier shook his head in annoyance, — something didn't sit right with him, so I had to come here. What else am I going to do to make a living? Besides, it's a noble cause, protecting people and maintaining order — it's not like trading or cheating. And the dragons...
— The dragons came to him straight from the bottom of a bottle, — Vig replied for his comrade, — he got drunk, and all sorts of things started to seem real to him.
— No way, — Huliy protested, — it was the last day of my service, and there was a celebration in the city, so I had a few drinks, like any normal guy.
— "A few," — Vig interrupted him again, — no, don't get me wrong, I'm not accusing you, buddy, there's no better friend to man than a bottle of moonshine, but you've really lost it.
— But I saw it, I saw it! It flew over the city when I was on duty. It was huge, with black... scales. And it looked mean.
Having reached the citadel of Astkirchen, the group stopped. More precisely, they were stopped by the "blue cloaks." As it turned out, entry to the territory of Astkirchen was prohibited without a special permit, even for soldiers and guards of the lower city.