Sylvester Archipelago

— Oh, hello, Sarael! — the R’lyehian addressed him. — I was at the slave market today. Guess what? They quickly found a replacement for yesterday’s orcish girl. And what a replacement! There’s a real dark elf in a cage. True, she’s chained, and the merchant says that mages have deprived her of the ability to jump. But I find it hard to believe. Is that even possible?

— Hello, Odd. — Sarael tore himself away from his fascinating activity and greeted the R’lyehian. — Yes, that is indeed possible, — the elf concluded, having listened to his interlocutor to the end. — I have seen this in the past, but it requires very talented sorcerers. — The dark elf looked away and pondered for a moment. — You say it’s a Heliotrope… Is she at least beautiful?