Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

Panting, she approaches the bulletin board and reads what kind of stories are posted there.

But the origin of the doppelganger was determined by a roll... The most boring option came up.

Thirty silver coins... and that's a significant amount. The hunt for the tentacles paid off. Probably... because the mind is really playing tricks.

– Since that's the case... won't you help me, master, with some magical powder and a potion of euthymia? – asked Ottar. – The first will allow me to return to normal right now. And the second will provide protection in the future.

Stronghold... A powerful person... it seems like there's something to be proud of, but it also sounds like a huge problem.

- Everything was perfect. The sirs/messirs, as it turns out, had forgotten what a good performance was. They asked me about it and a couple of other questions. You should have seen the surprise on their faces - as if they had all been living in some kind of rustic setting, rather than the comfortable one in which you would expect to find them. But in any case, we completed our mission perfectly. You, Melodi, and (I don't remember the name of the guy with the deleted thread) - you melted their hearts and souls like wax. You should be proud of that, and they will remember this year for a long time as the most unique in their memory. And I'm not exaggerating by a single percent. - Indeed... I missed something, - Amadeo's head tilted, and an unasked question stared into his eyes.