🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- Two hundred twenty-two, two hundred twenty-three, two hundred twenty-four... We're here, bro. Time to see the big boss.

- Hop! - After flipping onto his back and then nimbly springing to his feet, Girra stared smugly at his companions, already forgetting about the cackling woman. - Let's go.

The administration of Niniamat was located in the port district of the city, so it took the travelers an extra hour to reach the local administrative office. A beautiful-looking woman watched them from the deck of a ship moored to a pier attached to the building. 

- I see three lost souls, - she declared in a loud voice, - to what do I owe this visit?