Horizon of Darkness

Surprisingly, Radiel’s flute works; some of the rats (about half) pay attention to the sound, and they stand on their hind legs, searching for the source of the sound.

“So, it really does work, what a thing, I knew it wasn’t just a tall tale. It doesn’t work on all of them, of course, but now I have something to tell.”
Radiel spends the rest of the night wandering the streets with his guitar, scaring crows and stray cats with eerie chords. The next day, he shares this information with Lin and shares his ideas:
— We can use this to lure them into a trap – I’ll distract some of the rats, and then it will be easier to deal with the rest.

This is where today’s outing came to an end – the squad had been out long enough, and there had been enough emotional stress, so they headed back to the tavern.

“And it turns out we’re not bad at finding lost daughters. This is very useful, considering our main task. And the trolls remained bald and unhappy, but at least they’re alive, and we completed the task without anyone getting hurt,” the elf thought about today’s adventures as the group returned to the tavern.
— I wonder who this vengeful sorcerer they were talking about is, and what he forgot in the mountains? — he said, more thinking out loud, as Joe, who was sitting next to him and had already had a few drinks, probably wasn’t even listening.

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