/Who wants to drink with me from the bottle? Mirastir treats anyone who asks, seriously./
He put his arm around Mirastir, beckoned Eim, and started bustling around with the containers. His heart beat joyfully, and his blood finally started to flow a little.
- So, where is...? - he looked around and spotted Alma and his luggage. - Alm! Where did you wander off to! We need to leave soon, don't keep the man waiting! He still has to go to his post - to guard the distant borders! Come on, come on!
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well, okay, I won't edit it, let it be a convention of role-playing. but I can still treat you, I don't mind