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The warrior-scholar leads Sarabast to the private chambers of the clan leader. The great and terrible Lerad Frostwind led an ascetic lifestyle and therefore kept only books and the most essential furniture close at hand. However, something stood out from the overall picture. Bones and skulls on the shelves of cabinets. A very large number of bones and skulls.
“Sarabas Nevereverland,” greeted the guest unpleasantly, “Skeletius told me about your journey... and what a coincidence: as soon as you returned to the settlement, the alchemists reported to me about a mutant in the laboratory! Confess! Is this your doing? What did you do with the occult elixir, you ignoramus?”
Lerad’s voice was filled with dissatisfaction.