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Inside the Hunter's Guild, Yves found three people engaged in an animated conversation. With the arrival of a new face, however, they paused their discussion and turned their attention to the newcomer. — Welcome, — the "well-groomed" man, who barely resembled a hunter, approached the guest and extended his hand for a handshake. Yves noticed that the interior of the guild was decorated with trophies of various monsters and wild animals, and weapons and various devices useful for hunting were displayed in the showcases. — I am Dalion Weird, the administrator of this guild.
- Yves der Missel, - the Serberian introduced himself and shook the man's hand, glancing around the interior, which he liked very much. - You have a wonderful place here. Tell me, do you just spend time here in a cultured manner and sell goods, or do you perhaps organize Tournaments or courses?
— So, you seem to be alright, but your companion needs to be dressed more appropriately. Unfortunately, in this state, I cannot let you in, madam. You understand, we wouldn't want the esteemed guests to lose their appetite or, may Artheria forbid, their good mood.