⚔️Serberia

— Thank you for your help, — Kalentia thanked her friend after the sparring session.
Sitting down on a bench, she took off the boots she had received from Norbert, putting her old ones back on, and noticed that the battle, either on its own or in combination with other tests, had not left them completely unscathed — they may not have fallen apart, but the soles were cracked in some places. However, this was not a particular surprise for the Argalian — Norbert was famous for the reliability of the equipment he produced. Therefore, if the craftsman had suspicions that his creation might not meet certain standards, there must have been good reason for it. It was a bit of a pity, as otherwise, Kalentia found the boots made by Norbert to be quite comfortable, but there was nothing she could do about it. Perhaps she would have even bought them if she had had extra money. But for now, she would have to wait until the creator improved their design.
— By the way... — having finished examining them, Kalentia was about to turn her attention back to Gulveig, but she noticed that Eir, whom she had already forgotten about during the sparring session, was still in the training hall, — ... although, wait a minute, Eir might also be interested. — The Argalian paused, turned her head towards the Grimwald warrior, and, taking a deep breath, shouted, — Hey, Eir, would you be interested in hunting a golem?!