Abasdarhon's Castle

(otherwise, those cat stockings have been needing a wash for a while, and it's time to check if they're torn!)

Hey, what are you talking about? Why wash them? Just give them to some nice person for money.

—Not at all. —Fey sighed with relief. —My name is Felian, nice to meet you. —He introduced himself. —I came to the farmer on the same errand, and he told me about you. I think we'll have a better chance of success together. So, when a convenient moment comes, we could discuss the time and other details of the task.

- Oh, that's a great idea. To be honest, I was a little hesitant myself. The contract seems simple, and God willing, it will be, but... Have you ever been ambushed in the forest and shot at with arrows? It's an extremely unpleasant situation.
He extended his hand for a handshake.
- Sid Vander, my pleasure. I need to go to work now, and I finish closer to evening, after which I was actually planning to start the assignment. If we're going to cooperate, then around that time. But it will still be quite light, so there's no need to worry about that. We can discuss the details right now, if you like. If you don't have any urgent business, we can even take a little walk in the direction of my route, - he nodded towards the road. - You, as I see, are also going to fight face to face? I see two main problems in this contract. We will probably find them, but the extent of their training is unclear. The farmer said that they are most likely former slaves of the Laphir, so they are unlikely to be particularly trained for war or hunting, but goblins are quite agile, who knows? You can kill them with an arrow even in the joint of the armor. And they might have dug up some primitive traps. It's not a certainty, if they are just simple thieves and garden raiders, but I wouldn't rule out that possibility. We'll have to proceed very carefully. In addition, the farmer said that he saw only three of them, but there may be more.