Sylvester Archipelago

- No, son. All our people are working here, in the port, - one of the old men replied. - There is no one to send messages. You better sit down. Share some fish with the old man. Tell us what interesting things you've seen; you've probably been to many places, you look like a traveler.

The R'yorvalian sat down next to the old men and cast his fishing rod.
— Yes, I'm traveling slowly. Although I haven't participated in large expeditions, I've seen a few things. In the south, there are places where there is nothing but sand all around. Yes, everywhere you look. The people there are strange; when it's hot, they don't take off their hats, but instead wrap their heads in rags. They are strong warriors, and in addition to swords and spears, they have weapons like hammers that can pierce any armor.
There are also people there who, it's scary to say, eat fish raw. But not because they are poor. Even nobles do it. And they don't get poisoned. It's due to some special preparation, but they don't reveal the recipe to anyone.

In the south, there are also trees with small brown fruits that can be stored all winter. This is because when they are first picked, they are terribly sour and hard, and they only become edible if they are stored for a long time or kept in the cold. The peasants love them.