Abasdarhon's Castle

We head in the direction the farmer told me about, and along the way, we try to observe and note – what’s around the farm, any traces leading from it, and so on, as much as our wits allow. What else can we do?


- Good decision. Although we’ll hope we won’t need him, - Sid walked, gloomily surveying the surroundings with his aged eyes. - I think if they had invaded in broad daylight, not only you but the whole family would have noticed. It’s summer, and both children and adults are busy with work and other activities. Who knows? Maybe the goblins are heading towards us right now. If they really have settled somewhere here, it shouldn’t be too far from the farm.
He nodded towards the fairy’s cloak.
- Is that a Lafir cloak? I don’t know what to think about this thing. They might either get scared and hide, or the opposite.

Oh yes, I wanted to add an hour ago but forgot – Sid is walking with his armor and weapons tucked into his own baggy travel cloak (as always outside the city), so as not to look like a thug. Well, if this is just a minor detail that doesn’t need to be meticulously role-played and written down in the inventory as a mechanic, like any other minor detail such as shaving/not needing to eat or pee to stay alive.