Divine Journey

- I apologize. Hunger gnaws at me, there's nothing I can do about it. My name is Hostor. And depending on your offer, I'll tell you how glad I am to meet you.

- Likewise. I think you, like me, have recently found yourself in this place, haven't you? And surely, like me, you were brought here by rumors of something important? I don't know your reasons, nor what you've heard about this place, and suppressing my interest, I can say that I'm not asking you to tell me about it. I was brought here by grief. My daughter is mortally ill, and what I've heard about this place is her last hope. However... I've been here for several days, but I haven't found anything. I'll be honest with you - I've given up hope of finding a cure for my little girl, nevertheless, there is a task that I am capable of performing. Recently, I heard that a teenager, a girl, went missing here. Her mother was devastated, but I managed to talk to her. She is alone, her daughter is her only close person, and I, more than anyone, could understand her feelings, and I simply must help her. I did some reconnaissance and found out that she is most likely in a spider's lair to the east of here. I would have gone there myself long ago, but I am realistic about my abilities. You understand? Just going there will be of no use to anyone, that's why I need volunteers.

- I understand. Thank you, - he paused for a moment, but then spoke again: - What about juices?

- Ah, - the innkeeper sighed sadly, - you won't find any juices here, - then he turned to another guest.

- A pint of beer.

Here you go. (-1 coin)