Divine Journey

If you light a fire near the, uh, entrance and direct the smoke inside, it might be effective. The spiders might try to escape first, which will allow us to shoot them without spending too much time on defense.

- You are certainly right, however, won't this harm the girl? - Vincent expressed his concerns.

The elf quickly took two mugs of ale, and added a sleeping potion to one of them. Passing by Arktur's table, he "accidentally" spilled the mug without the sleeping potion on him.

- Oh! - Arktur said without malice - don't worry, I know you did it by accident, nevertheless, I recommend being more careful, others may not be as patient or perceptive as I am. If you don't mind, - the soldier got up from the table, - I need to change.

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Meanwhile, a new visitor appeared in the village - a tall man, adjusting his beret on his snow-white hair, entered the "Dried Dragon" - hey, owner, a glass of elven wine, if you have any.
- Here you go, friend, - after fulfilling the order, the innkeeper addressed the new visitor, - I suppose, like the other travelers, you were brought here by stories about some treasure?
The man took a sip from the glass and replied, - treasure? If you don't mean charming ladies by that, then no. And since we're on the subject, can you tell me if there are any here? - for a second, his gaze became bolder, but the innkeeper thought he was mistaken, - for example, female generals in armor?
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