Divine Journey

"Looks like I'll have to settle here for a while, joining one of the factions, at least temporarily. Or maybe find out about the tournament. In other words, I need to earn some money for equipment; I'm tired of wearing rags! We could pawn something, like that mage's portrait, if some of the generals had shown a little foresight..." - Reynold considered the possible options. Instinctively, he began to pat his pockets. As his hand touched something hard, a vial of the cultists' potion, the battle mage had an idea. "Right, there might be alchemists here who will pay at least a little for this potion! I don't think those lunatics practiced 'classical' alchemy. So, it's worth checking out." - "Guys, I'm going to walk around the city and visit an alchemist. Who's with me? And where should we meet?"