Larte left the estate, first asking about the latest date for departure to the islands. After that, he went to the mercenaries' guild, where he had time to review the available contracts. He became interested in escorting a caravan south, so he asked the girl about the details of this journey and the date when the merchant planned to set off.
At the mercenaries' guild, Larte learned that the merchant planned to start his journey in Illian and travel across all of Southern Erathia. On this route, he would stop at the temporary settlement of a nomadic orc tribe, visit the Shunian city of Urnaramlu, and the dwelling of the wasteland inhabitants. He planned to depart within a month.
-You're so cute! For now, everyone in this city is just staring at me because of this - Sitri ran her hand over her wings - and this - she patted her tail, or rather the place where it grew from - it's good that you're not like that! Can I listen to you play some more?
(Finding a clean track is a pain, and half of the composition here is just random sounds, but whatever, just feel the emotions)
Jimmy didn't pat the guy on the shoulder or shake his hand again, and he left gentlemanly - towards the exit of the tavern, with a lock of hair in his left hand and sorrow on his face.