Heroist
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An unexpected reward from Philip for an article about Baldur; the departure of one of the mentors; a prolonged season of bad weather – all these events of the quiet village life faded and disappeared from memory compared to the upcoming trip to Tamfana.
Ilva looked around the central square with undisguised interest. She was filled with excitement and joy at the opportunity to finally get out to some kind of civilization. Even if it was just on assignment, even if she had almost no money in her pocket, which would hardly be enough even for the most insignificant souvenir, it was still a long-awaited change of scenery. As for Renold, he was naturally also interested in the city, but more from a practical than an aesthetic point of view.
“We should first agree on a meeting place…” he muttered as Gungnir’s wards began to scatter in all directions. “Wow, look, Il, there’s even an arena here! And a notice board, you can probably earn good money here. And an arms shop…”
“You only think about weapons.” Ilva said unhappily.
“Well, I won’t force you to come with me.”
“But I will.” Ilva grabbed her brother’s sleeve tightly. “You’re not going to leave me alone in the middle of an unfamiliar city, are you?”
Renold, still looking around for the arena building, sighed heavily, but said nothing.
“Let’s take a walk around the shops first, while we still have time. Hmm, I don’t see any clothes or jewelry here, probably in other districts…”
“What a pity. But here’s the arena…”
“Oh, an alchemist’s shop. Let’s go see what they sell.” And she forcibly dragged the resigned guy along with her into the “Kaleidoscope”.
Ilva looked around the central square with undisguised interest. She was filled with excitement and joy at the opportunity to finally get out to some kind of civilization. Even if it was just on assignment, even if she had almost no money in her pocket, which would hardly be enough even for the most insignificant souvenir, it was still a long-awaited change of scenery. As for Renold, he was naturally also interested in the city, but more from a practical than an aesthetic point of view.
“We should first agree on a meeting place…” he muttered as Gungnir’s wards began to scatter in all directions. “Wow, look, Il, there’s even an arena here! And a notice board, you can probably earn good money here. And an arms shop…”
“You only think about weapons.” Ilva said unhappily.
“Well, I won’t force you to come with me.”
“But I will.” Ilva grabbed her brother’s sleeve tightly. “You’re not going to leave me alone in the middle of an unfamiliar city, are you?”
Renold, still looking around for the arena building, sighed heavily, but said nothing.
“Let’s take a walk around the shops first, while we still have time. Hmm, I don’t see any clothes or jewelry here, probably in other districts…”
“What a pity. But here’s the arena…”
“Oh, an alchemist’s shop. Let’s go see what they sell.” And she forcibly dragged the resigned guy along with her into the “Kaleidoscope”.
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