Divine Journey

Menti, let's start with the fact that our group hasn't heard of mobs. Or did I miss something?

Well, we'll ask Ara later, that's all.

By the way, according to legend, the hydra was vulnerable to red-hot iron, which was used to cauterize its necks. I don't know what Reeven has, but still...

Legend is legend, but you're not tanky enough, it's dangerous to send you to the front lines.

And who said I'm going to indulge those nasty adventurers who are going to go and beat up an innocent little snake just like that, for money and experience?

What are you talking about? It's evil! It feeds on snake people!
Nokou thanked the blacksmith for his hospitality and left the forge, where Anpeitu was waiting for him.
--Sorry I took so long. Let's go to the inn, to Heimyr, or something... I'm tired, and you probably are too, besides, we need to ask our friends what they managed to find out.
With these words, he headed to the inn and, while the dwarf was placing his order, sat down at a table next to Kerlian to listen to his conversation with some new person.