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Antaer looked around with delight at the wonderful place, which was strikingly different from the dark stone caves he had seen before, or from the bustling human cities. He would have preferred not to hear someone else's conversation, but there was nothing he could do about it now. After reading the inscription on the sign, the elf involuntarily slowed down. He didn't fully understand the rules, and he also wasn't sure what to ask the sage. After hesitating for a moment, Antaer decided to go inside anyway.
In the center of the room, sitting on the floor, was an unusual man. He said nothing and silently watched the guest, as if waiting for him to take action.
Note: "He has no ears."
Along the walls were countless various curiosities, some kind of weapons, jewels, containers with unknown contents, and some completely incomprehensible objects to Antaer.