☀️ Arselia and Akonia

Alaria had probably repeated this to herself countless times, but the reinforcements sent by Her Majesty were becoming stranger and stranger with each visit. This time, they consisted of a stout man with a magical suitcase and his grumpy, indeterminate-aged apprentice. The man's name was Kiven Problemsolver – a great fan of giving orders, but he knew his stuff. He was much more proactive than Victor, who approached his duties rather casually. But if Victor was a master of the sword, then Kiven was a master of solving problems, with a whole collection of gadgets hidden away. He was practically a wizard. However, Alaria was very pleased with the new additions – energetic and talkative, their new companions stood out pleasantly against the backdrop of the now-silent Klin or the pensive Kenshiro. Perhaps, if someone like them had been in their group from the beginning, everything would have gone much better. And the sands wouldn't have exhausted her so much. She could only hope that Kiven wouldn't share the fate of his predecessor and that his help would finally allow the group to complete their mission. If he helped, Alaria would definitely name her next dish after him. It was a dubious honor, but nothing better came to the tired Tanarisi, who was busy filling out her diary. And besides, everyone loves to eat well, except for Klin and Kenshiro.