-- What's wrong? We have a beautiful city; you should see it with your friends. Although, it's not my business. Please sign here, -- Henry extends a piece of paper. -- In letters. Otherwise, he won't believe that you received the goods. I understand that you probably learned other skills; look at your goats, a beautiful herd, by the way, but the rules... -- Henry put his hand behind his neck and scratched it. -- The alchemist will tear my head off if I don't do as I'm told. Maybe there's someone else who can write their name, huh?
- People don't like us. We don't like people. That's why we don't go there.
The troll signs and returns to the cave.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт