Abasdarhon's Castle

—Clean hands, you say? I am very grateful for the tip; I will definitely visit this place. And you are also right about a place to stay overnight. —Felian thoughtfully rubbed his forehead. —My modest budget probably won't cover much, but maybe you can suggest something...

- Listen, my neighbor went home for the holidays. I'm alone in the room. And in general, the dormitory is quite empty now. Everyone has gone home. So, if you want, you can take her place. I won't charge you, if you treat me to something in the evening))

*sigh*

You shouldn't have boosted your attractiveness!

- Hmm... For example, what is that structure made of black granite? - Hanzo pointed his gaze at the ongoing procession near the black object. - What is this ritual called, and what is its purpose? How is your faith expressed in the daily life of its followers?

- This structure is a monument to the Primordial Stone. Its embodiment, so to speak. The ritual is called "hand to firmness." The closest translation into the republican language. Dwarves ask for resilience and strength to overcome life's difficulties. Faith is expressed in the humble overcoming of adversity, in imitating the stone, which is firm and enduring, fearless and calm. And that dwarf on the stone has vowed to stand motionless for a day, like a stone. My brothers are watching him to make sure he doesn't break his vow. Excuse me, I didn't introduce myself. My name is Drustraf Orabun, high priest of the Temple of the Primordial Stone. And what is your name?