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- Grandpa! Will you finally open the door? - Finally, the old man opened the door.
- What do you want? - he grumbled.
- Are you still upset about the plow?
- This plow has been passed down in our family from father to son for over seven hundred years! And after what you did, you still dare to come here?!
- But I told you, it was an accident! Besides, if that iron contraption hadn't sunk, I would have drowned! Your grandson! Didn't that ever occur to you? - the old man was silent for a moment.
- Alright, come in. - he muttered.

Added 9 minutes later
- Hello. Glad to see you again. - I smiled, then became serious. - At first, everything was going well; the mages were already ready to agree to help us with the siege of Kr'thak, but some old man started shouting that I was the same elf who "tried to steal the secret of flying cities" from the mages. Anyway, they recognized me, and I had to run. Just like that time... Well, let's look on the bright side: we still have dwarves and paladins, right? - I winked. - Judging by your look, you have better news than I do.
Бог есть любовь

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