Abasdarhon's Castle

/ Yeah, he's basically the main XP boss, it seems./

(Persuasion cunning is turned up to the max)
-- I wanted to initiate both of you into the greatest secret. A secret that, unfortunately, is neither understood nor accepted in the world. But one must first see and hear for oneself before forming an opinion based on rumors and guesses, right? I see you as trustworthy people, so I will show you all of this, but it goes without saying that everything you see and hear must remain strictly between us, regardless?
-- I am sure it weighs on you that you have to be someone's slaves, even if the one ruling over you is kind. You, Kekrek, complained that you are beaten and forced to torture animals. It was strange for me to hear that; how can someone be forced to do something they dislike? You, Troned, probably had great hopes for the future. What contribution to the development of all magical science could you have made with your talents? Who knows... But, fortunately, I do not need slaves. From the very beginning, I only needed friends.
-- The truth is that we are all slaves to some extent. We are forced to work for the system, to adhere to a system that is inherently unfair, especially to honest and upright people like you.
This well-rehearsed monologue ended just as they approached the ritual hall and Alison opened the large barred door.
-- On the other hand, for someone like him, -- a man was sleeping on a stone table. -- it's quite a luxury. I stumbled upon this man during my walk this evening. And Vikayla, using her order skills, instantly identified him as a professional thief and lockpicker. But that wasn't the main thing...
Alison paused, accompanied by a grimace of disgust.
-- He was holding a little girl's hand, one about this size... and threatening to slit her throat. And it was obvious that he would do it if the girl didn't... Anyway, this is not for your ears. I saved the girl and tricked him into coming here. However, this corrupted man followed me not because of any persuasion or sweet talk, but simply because he liked my appearance and wished to take advantage of it. Can you imagine? Even on the way here, he didn't stop surprising me, and he kicked a defenseless dog—can you imagine that, Kekrek?!
-- This is it, -- he pointed to the slum dweller. -- how so-called ordinary people look. And this, -- he waved his hand around, -- is how so-called criminals and cultists of Jolai look. We are known as scoundrels and hedonists, but the truth lies only in the latter, and with reservations. We love pleasures, but we respect that same love in other people. And after all, do we not live for pleasure? It's just that everyone understands it in their own way.
-- Troned, Kekrek, there, I've shown my hand. But I don't want you to just know about this abstractly. What's the point? I want you to be my friends, to be on my side. But I have no right to force you. Therefore, I offer you a favor for a favor. You will become my friends and people close to me, prove it by performing the initiation ritual into the cult of Jolai. It is not difficult; you only need to torture this vile man a little, giving him his due, and read a few scrolls. It may take some time, but when you feel that Jolai has answered you with favor, then you are ready.
-- And in return, I will terminate your slave contract and you will become free people. Truly free. Perhaps we will still have to stick together after this, because people like us always take risks in this society. But you will not be required to obey me unconditionally, which is wonderful, because that's not why people live in this world.
-- What do you say? I repeat, this is not an order; I simply hope that you will understand this point of view. After all, "ordinary" people put criminals in prison and execute them in the most agonizing ways, such as by hanging, and sometimes they do the same to innocent people. To politicians, to victims of war. I simply want you to do the same. And there will be no tragedy if you, unlike "normal" people, honestly admit to yourselves that you gained a little pleasure from it, if you happen to actually feel it. But the experience of pleasure is different for everyone, and Jolai is lenient toward this. But there, beyond the walls — they are not.

Success on both.

Kekrek begins to sob.
- Master, mister, Alison, sir, - he sobs even louder. - Since you speak good, hit dog, you said, do, Kekrek will do.
The troll continues to sob. The little frog looked closely at Alison, Vikayla, and Corketus and shrugged his shoulders.
- Not that I'm particularly interested, but what if this somehow helps me in mastering magic in the future?

Added 3 minutes later

Fey approached an old acquaintance and greeted him, then looked at the stranger:
— Good evening. Gadrel, is this your acquaintance? I am Felian, pleased to meet you.

Seeing Felian, the young man rushed toward him.
- Oh, hiiii!))) What cool acquaintances you have, Gadrel) I'm Dargin, very nice to meet you! - the man devoured the fairy with his eyes in a way that no girl had ever done before.
- Calm down, Dargin!)) He's into girls. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
- Well, there it is, a letdown again((( all the normal guys go to those girls(((