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— Goblins are, by their nature, like insects, and I find no honor in defeating them. Moreover, I don't need money at the moment, and I don't see any reason to help the residents of this village... They don't have the strength to defend their home on their own, and therefore they should either return under the Felician dome or perish due to their own stupidity.
- Hmm... - Erich drawled. He generally didn't like any elaborate edgy reasoning, especially in a setting that should have been conducive to relaxation. After a moment of silence, he added, "You know, our leader, the legendary Gulveig from Baldr, is a master of spear combat, if you catch my drift." Erich winked. "Maybe you can come to an agreement with her, like, you help us against the goblins, and she'll have a friendly duel with you. What do you think?"
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?