🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

Khryashch returns home and goes to sleep. On the floor, because Ruk-Shator rightfully occupies the bed of the strongest.

Khryashch restores all action points.

"It's time to hit the road. Where should we look for the third among us?" Vardan asked early in the morning.

The weather was beautiful outside. It was snowing, gurps were chirping, and snow rats were squeaking.