Sylvester Archipelago

Rayvelin decided to collect his earnings and visit Sixtus-Maga's shop. Seeing that Tiberius was heading there as well, he joined him.

Rayvelin and Tiberius walked calmly to the shop. The interior was decorated in a classic Madian style; the shop was clean and cool. A smiling young mage stood behind the counter.
- Aha! A mage recognizes another from afar! Welcome, gentlemen mages. Usually, our regular customers, who live in this troubled city, come here, but new faces are also welcome. What do you desire? Are you looking for something specific? Or are you just browsing? Would you like a drink of water? Or perhaps some Madian wine? But you'll have to pay for it!

Added 3 minutes later

- Hey, - Sarael called out to someone who might be the owner of this girl or simply be in the know. - Who is this person? - Quite an interesting bird in a gilded cage.

A large man, much taller than Sarael, approached him, holding a thick stack of satyrs in his hands.
- She is an expensive person. And she is not for sale, - the slave trader said in a rough, deep voice. - She is to be bought by someone tomorrow.