⚔️Serberia

No, I wasn't responding to you, but to Naire. I just didn't notice that your post was in between. You both should consider taking "Retribution," yes.

Ah, I see.

— Well done,” finally slipped from the old man's lips as he clapped the young man on the shoulder, but his praise ended there. — Remember this place well, Veserod. Don't ask why—you won't understand anyway, so just keep it at the edge of your awareness. Understand? — Without waiting for Veserod's answer, he continued. — Soon you will face many difficulties, and I would like there to be someone among you who can unite others around them during the struggle with circumstances and the surrounding world. You are not the most sociable of the group, but I would like you to look after the others. Do you think you can handle it?

The hunter thought deeply. It wasn't that he naturally disliked other people; rather, he was taciturn and didn't think it was necessary to interfere in other people's lives. Nevertheless, the Rusoraiessen clan was respected in his village since its founding, achieved through hard work and practical wisdom. The elders had the final say in important matters, but on the hunt, no one would ignore the opinion of Father Veles, his father Kolovrat, or his father Pervorod, and the young man had followed in their footsteps all his life.
- I wasn't trained to be a warlord, and on the hunt, I'm used to being responsible only for myself... - expressing his thoughts in words proved to be difficult. - But to help a close friend in a fight or in some other way... Is there any other way?
Veserod shrugged; the question from his "father" clearly puzzled him, as did many other things he had observed outside his homeland.