—Well, what can I say... At least the mine-laden door lock will be true. One should expect that from a seller of cursed trinkets. —shaking his fist at the shop, the scholar marks an anomalous zone on the map. —I won't forget you, responsible employee of the Ninamian administration... As soon as I learn how to dispel protective spells, I'll get you out of wherever you've been thrown.
Before leaving, he decides to visit Cold Steel, where he buys a Bento, a helmet, gloves, and armor with a standard 20% discount.
Where are you going?
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Kamistella decides to move Asmidul's bed to another location. Surely, a doctor of dark knight sciences would help her in this difficult task.