Abasdarhon's Castle

Throughout the ritual, the troll sobbed and wiped his snot on himself. The froglet regarded everything with disgust and a little fear, but tried to overcome it.

When Elisonn applied the final touch to the utterly exhausted body (stats to willpower), he praised both of them (and gave instructions on how to acquire the skill, if they hadn't already). Now, after a hard day, everyone needed to go to bed.
Actually, I was thinking of checking with Vikayla whether the skill of Jolai has been acquired, but I don't know how long it will take. If it's already done, that's good. Otherwise, I think a change of worldview and participation in a crime should be enough.

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When the slaves, accompanied by Corcetus, left, Vikayla approached Elisonn.
-- You're something else! And why are you so... distant? It's probably because you haven't had anyone in a long time!
-- You know, Vik, I'm not into it.
-- What if... I help you with that?
-- ?
-- Look, -- she demonstrated her hand, filled with magic and surrounded by air. -- I'm still in that state. Maybe that will make you feel better?
After thinking for a moment, Elisonn agreed and spent the night with his companion.