— Here are 400 serons, father, buy yourself a new fishing rod! — Kyk hesitated for a moment. — Sorry, I miscalculated, I only have 500 in my pocket.
► After saying goodbye to the fishermen, the traveler stopped by the alchemist's shop, bought a recipe for a delicious pea soup, and, since he still had some time, decided to wander around the harbor (in general).
As soon as everyone finishes their business and does what they want, I will send you on your way. We won't stay long, we still need to stop at three ports before heading to our destination.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт