Sylvester Archipelago

While Sarael was talking to the owner of the establishment, Rayvelin decided to listen to what the few visitors were chatting about.

- Yesterday, my brother told me that the plague appeared in the capital of the Fortress, - said a tanned sailor to his companion.
- Really?
- Yeah, it seems to be serious. The people of the Fortress ignored the warnings of local healers and sorcerers, and the disease spread.
- Well, it won't reach us.
- After the Glacier was closed, the number of sick people decreased.
- Good thing I'm already going home.
- You're lucky, but my ship still has to go to the Histia port. I hope I don't catch that thing there.
- Just don't catch anything in a brothel. Ha-ha!
- Go away.