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- Look, - the blonde gently nudged his companion, - there must be something wrong with this beer, - he said quietly, so that the bartender and others wouldn't hear.
- Or they just prefer dark beer.
- That's also possible, - Sandar agreed. - But either way, I'll take a dark one. What about you?
- I'll stick with the light one, - the artist replied indifferently and reached for his mug.
He waits for the strangers to receive their beer and then asks the bartender for the same.
-- I taught them everything, - Sigheber continues to tease the bartender.
-- All three of you, find yourselves a corner and don't crowd around. Let me pour you another round.
Sandar, Sigheber, and Hargon receive two mugs of liquid happiness each and should find a place for themselves away from the bar.
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Unfortunately, Ottar somehow didn't know anyone even from his own cult. But he knew how to do something himself...
- Hmm, there's no one suitable. But... I can brew invisibility potions. My condition isn't great right now, but if I give such a vial to someone clever and agile, it won't be difficult for them to keep an eye on the witch's house. I doubt this creature has heightened hearing or vision, - Ottar smoothed his beard, which had been in need of a trim for a long time.
And invisibility could also be used to set up an ambush... Of course, invisibility is a rather grand name for the effect of Ottar's potion.
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So, is 30 already considered old age?
- What's it matter? - Voldemar asked, confused.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers