🐙 Planet Aberat, Kingdom of Selya-Mira 🐙

- Master, I had a strange dream about a fox today. She was very upset that she was born with ordinary features, not outstanding ones. I agree that beauty is important, but it shouldn't be the only thing that matters, because anything can happen in life: an evil sorcerer might cast a curse of ugliness, someone might throw acid in your face, or a wild animal might scratch you. But, just so you know, the dream didn't end with just the fox. Then, a noble-looking, mustachioed gentleman appeared on the stage of my subconscious. He angrily stepped on the fox's neck, complaining that he needed a certain log and that she was useless. Then she stopped breathing, and from behind, a gloomy-looking northerner crushed the mustachioed man's head with a two-handed sword. What do you think it could mean? - Realizing that there was another question on the agenda, she added. - And regarding the task, I would prefer something simpler, if possible. I have plenty of enthusiasm, but you are absolutely right - my skills leave much to be desired.