⚔️Serberia

—Heh, well, if anything, I think Ilva would be happy to help you. —Renold smirked. —She really is a bit shy, you know, afraid that she might mess something up, but that's completely unfounded, I know that for sure. And regarding tourism, it would really be great. Not to the point where the whole village is trampled, but so that everyone feels comfortable, both the guests and the merchants. Because I'm hearing more and more of these conversations: that there's no money here, that you need to move to the city, and so on. —The young man sighed heavily and glanced at the treat. —Wow, thank you so much, that's exactly what I needed! Ilva should be here soon, by the way, and oh, look what I bought her for her birthday. —Renold showed Claudia a neat box with precious earrings. —I don't even know, what do you think, will she like them?

—Well then, let's go! —Ilva smiled.
She hadn't had to guide tourists around Baldur yet, but after everything the poor girl had to face in the lake dungeons, she sincerely wanted to support her in some way.
—This is our eastern square. Here is the estate of our doctor, Eisen Mariendorf, his wife Cecilia, and their daughter Celine, by the way, a very kind and modest girl. Over there is his clinic. —Ilva pointed to the hospital building in the distance. —And this is Cecilia's jewelry store. I heard that she used to have a very famous chain of clothing stores, but I've forgotten the name. Anyway, it's really great there: your eyes just feast on the outfits, although I never had the money to buy anything. —she added shyly. —Do you want to go in and take a look?