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—To be honest, I don't quite understand you... I hope you have some kind of plan? Being alone in Barsin without money sounds terrifying to me, even with your experience as a sailor. If you have any problems in Margel, maybe I can help you? I have a couple of old acquaintances in the tax administration. These guys can get rid of any fine or violation in your favor. After all, you saved my life, Sir Tyros.
—Heh. Thank you for your generous offer, but it's not that simple. Author
—If you're willing to travel through the forest, I'll accompany you, Captain. There's only one problem. In Calcite, I was cursed, and now my appearance and nature are indistinguishable from an animated corpse. I can lead you to safe lands. But beyond that, every guard will chop me to pieces if I speak or am not wrapped in rags.
—You... you've been through a lot too... —The woman patted the knight on the back, then climbed into the water in search of some rags left over from the shipwreck. —If we meet anyone, I'll do the talking. And you... just be quiet.