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*About 7 minutes later, on the way to the dungeon*
Hey, prisoner, live a little... Khhh... The guard falls. You hear the sound of battle, and a minute later, the sack is removed from your head. All around are dwarves... So, an elf... - this is your acquaintance - you were saved only by order of the King... He needs you... For a thieving job, heh-heh...
What do we do?
"You'll work for free!"... "No, guys, that won't work. I'm young, I need money.... Okay, I have no choice. Let's go."