Abasdarhon's Castle

Well, here we go...

On the morning of the third day, Felian felt somewhat better internally: the heartfelt conversations, even if lacking deep meaning, still had a certain positive effect on his mind; but he felt quite bad externally: the recent wounds disturbed his sleep, and he still felt them after waking up.
Overcoming the urge to return to bed and spend the day resting, the elf forced himself to get ready and did some light stretching. Remembering his plans from yesterday, he first exchanged the gold he found for the local currency (at the gate or wherever they exchange it), and then headed to Clean Hands.
"Goblins? Interesting. The last one I met wasn't at all like those you have to fight like wild beasts."
Felian waited for his turn to speak to the administrator to find out the customer's name and address.

- Mr. Adellum Udsam lives here (already noted). You can get all the details about the goblins from him.

Before giving any answers or reassuring Meomoto, Maylin decides to read his mind and find out what kind of witch she was, why the man needs a structuralist, and what he will actually do if he finds him.
Not that she doesn't trust his words, especially since at any moment she could re-subjugate the new acquaintance and change his memories. Maylin just wanted to better understand the situation.

-- Good evening, -- Liu tilted his head back.

-- I'm listening, of course.