Dal Shabet

-- We're going to join your expedition. I'm Agnet dal Lang, and this is Horus Harn.

- I would offer you a dance, my lady, but in armor like yours, it would simply be impossible. I've never understood why people love these tin cans so much, restricting their freedom of movement! - Vincent smiled even wider. - On a ship, they can become not only a burden but also a cause of death... Belanor! - The captain shouted, and after a while, a sturdy Khontae with a stern look approached them. - Be so kind as to escort our guests to the "Breeze" and briefly explain the essence of our event... Unless they wish to stay with us and share in the fun?

--Okay. Now we carefully go inside,--said Adrian to his companion.--You go first.

- Why me?! It was your idea, so you go.