Abasdarhon's Castle

"One problem less, or more?" Felian pondered, approaching the main part of Axoth. At least he wouldn't be bored anytime soon.
Finding a suitable spot, the fairy carefully unfolded a detailed city map. "Wow, the local cartographer definitely has a lot of talent!" he noted, looking with interest at the detailed sketches of every last dilapidated house. "But maybe they went a little overboard with the district of the rich bastards."
Having located the Rainbow, Liquid Delights, and the dormitory, he made important notes in his head, and then began to study the other districts. "The elf district? Well, they're probably Republicans, but it's scary to imagine what would happen if their brethren attacked. So, I'm between the dwarf and Djurani districts..."
Not particularly interested in the local Temples, Felian decided to go to the fork in the road and turn left, towards the establishments called Wild Bull and Corner. Based on his modest knowledge, he assumed that these might be taverns where he could rest and have a bite to eat after a long journey.

- They couldn't even make it to the trash can... - Sid grumbled, offended by the careless treatment of cultural heritage. - Hmm...
"Maybe someone lost something?" he thought, carefully bending down and picking up a piece of paper.

- Thank you very much for the tip. I am a healer, and I can help these people.