Sylvester Archipelago

Odd was as surprised as everyone else at the market. He involuntarily opened his mouth, and at that very moment, two thoughts came to him at once. This was quite a unique situation; usually, thoughts came to the R'lyehian one at a time, and there were no problems, but here, a real conflict of interest arose. Kyk scratched his forehead tensely, trying to breathe more evenly. The unruly thoughts were jumbled, but he still managed to let the shorter one go first. The first experience, as they say, is the most difficult. First thought: this was a smart orc; at least, he mentally multiplied 5 by 15, which is a great achievement for an orc. Second thought: this was a very rich orc. And what is his profession? A warrior. A rich warrior is a skilled warrior. In this case, he was incredibly skilled. And incredibly high fees were needed to pay for his services. Of course, he could "befriend" Luthiel for free, but that contradicted the first thought. The R'lyehian almost got confused. The only thing he didn't understand was: why does Luthiel need soldiers like us, who cost 2000 setars a day, if he can afford the highest-paid warriors? "Well, maybe our role is to cover this orc's back," he decided. ► Kyk was also heading to the "Gardens of Atamus."