Divine Journey

Krabby, it's a shame you didn't show up; the synchronization is already starting to fail.

- Greetings. Are you in a hurry? To put it briefly, we returned the child to its mother, and gave her the money we found with Vincent (I think he would have been all for such a disposition of his wealth). Poor mother! And Hostor went to General Catherine for help in organizing the funeral; he said he would be here soon.

- Isn't that him who came? - Lindeskar said something for the first time in the last ten minutes and pointed at Hostor, who had entered and was heading towards the counter.

Meanwhile, the food was brought. Seeing porridge and half a chicken in front of him (Fried! After a couple of weeks on stolen fruits, vegetables, and berries!), the elf cub simply couldn't resist. He greedily pounced on the food, forgetting everything.
(Waiting for a GM just for food would be long and stupid. I don't have any money; I'll take everything from the clovoschet!)