The recruiter, as Tiberius suspected, turned out to be an unpleasant and seemingly dangerous individual, but his offer further intrigued the mage. (If he was indeed talking about the Temple to everyone). And, of course, the number of adventurers could not go unnoticed; as he left the building, Tiberius noticed several more who had come to Lutiel, presumably for the same reason. After a moment of thought, he headed to the harbor to book a cabin on a ship.
The three-masted carrack "Drunken Whale" didn't stand out among the other ships, except for the large blue whale painted on its side. Near the wide gangway, about twenty crates, resembling coffins, were stacked. Three orcs stood nearby, discussing something in their language. Not far from them sat a mountain troll. On his huge six-wheeled cart, pulled by two shaggy oxen, lay two crates. They were the same shape as the orcs' crates, but much larger. Amidst all this cargo, a man dressed in a black shirt and a red vest was running around. It was unclear whether he was running because he was cold or because he wasn't cold despite running. He held a small book in his hands, writing something in it after making some marks on the crates with chalk. Several pouches, presumably containing coins, hung from his belt.
Tiberius could see the man Lutiel had spoken about on the ship's deck.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт