🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- Honestly, my friend, I'll definitely come by today as soon as I can. If I weren't the son of the brave Zabiba, I wouldn't be able to promise that, - he solemnly declares, placing his hand on his heart. - The event is just around the corner, you know, and things are really heating up. I barely have time for anything, but I've spotted a few things that might interest you, I just need to take a closer look. This will be your most profitable deal per unit of time, - he says, giving the shopkeeper a radiant smile, and even adds a finger-gun gesture, as if saying "everything will be great."

- That's the situation, guys, - he says upon returning to the others. - So, the plan is: we tear through the dungeon, grab everything we need, and then, when it's dark, we do the job and leave. Everyone contribute to the common fund, and no beers or anything extra. We need... - he checks the budget. - 520 for gear - that's the bare minimum, 80 for a sound card - who knows what kind of junk is in there, just in case, have you seen anything, Jack? - he asks. - A hundred for two bandages, antidotes, and ice packs. And we have just under two hundred left, which is for healing potions. We're right on the edge of our budget, but what can we do? Damn, I wish they hadn't canceled the bets, we could have made some extra money...