Lafrenia

Lost in thought about who could have written this message, Ashur headed towards the Temple. Entering inside, he leaves Pizhma somewhere nearby (so that she could come running at his call if needed) and finds the room mentioned.

— Welcome, Ashur, don't be shy, come in, have a seat. — Inside the room, in one of the two chairs facing each other, sat an unfamiliar, already elderly man. His ears were not as short as a human's, but not as long as an Elf's, which indicated that he was a half-blood. — Lumen Diref, pleased to meet you. — At the same time, the noticeable bald spots on his head clearly indicated the human blood that flowed through his veins. His skin tone and facial features spoke of an eastern origin, but the surname was in the Refite style. Overall, his image primarily evoked associations with a "citizen of the world," without belonging to any particular nation or country.

He was short, stooped, thin, and he probably wouldn't be able to do well even in a street fight, but his gaze revealed ingenuity, unwavering self-confidence, and courage bordering on audacity.