Abasdarhon's Castle

- Who knows what else you didn't want! How am I supposed to work and support my family now? - Hanzo feigned a sudden attack of pain in his "broken" shoulder. - A-ta-ta-ta... Who will pay for my treatment and vacation now? - He continues to glare at the elf. - You?

- Sir, I-I-I...do you need money?((

Added 5 minutes later

- Of course. Wings are more important than legs for fairies in their homeland - they simply cannot survive without them.

- Cool, cool! Mom, I want to be a fairy and fly!
- Heh. Well, son, you won't become a fairy, but if you study well, you can become a mage. They can fly too, - said the farmer to his son.
- No! I want to flap my wings and buzz like a bee, whoosh!
- Well, maybe you'll conjure up some wings for yourself, who knows?
- Whoosh!

The farmer's daughters are still glaring at Felian.


If you've eaten, you can go after the goblins. Or whatever your plan is.