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Count Orlov

"The Boars" is a decent and rather quiet place; after all, the guards swarming around should contribute to it somewhat. There aren't many people here – mostly dining guards or outsiders. The elder can be easily recognized by his clothes: he sits away from everyone, and his table is laid out in such a way that the guards in the entire hall are now looking at him like hungry dogs: two large pitchers of beer, a bottle of stronger liquor, plenty of bread and hot dishes. Noticing Kotori, without being distracted from eating and drinking, he greets her simply and honestly:
--Shotbe-nushshno?
Now she can examine him in detail: he wears an ordinary peasant caftan, hiding his sparse, graying hair; his straw hat rests on the bench, not interfering with anything. Beer has settled on his thin mustache, crumbs in his beard, and the earthy, broad-nosed face of the elder clearly doesn’t add to his attractiveness. He isn't too old, nor too fat; rather, he seems so because of his flushed face from drinking and stuffed cheeks.
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— Hello, Elder. — Overcoming inner disdain, Kotori introduced herself. — I happened to hear that your village is facing some difficulties, could you tell me more? What kind of creature is causing these problems, what is it known for? What does it look like, how high is the reward?