Erthenia

Jimmy and Jaya headed towards the Temple of Ururu, but they didn't make it. In one of Gaddar's back alleys, their path was blocked by three men, while another group appeared behind them. James noticed sharp knives in the hands of those behind, two of the front ones were armed with clubs, and a hilt of a two-handed axe protruded from the central figure's back.
- You messed up, kid. - Said the man with the axe. - You shouldn't have treated our brother like that. Take out everything you have, and maybe you'll leave here with only a couple of teeth missing.

Vaaon became upset and bored. He left the tavern and went into a dark alley. Before that, he used Protection on himself.

(370/420)
In the specified alley, Vaaon encountered no one except for a young woman dressed in black leather clothing. She stood idly, occasionally looking around. After a few minutes of observation, Vaaon saw an unfamiliar man approach her.
- Daros, arena fighter. - The man said, addressing the girl.
- Twenty. - When she said this word, the visitor counted out twenty silver coins to her. - Daros Legreadal, 39 years old, originally from an Illiniar village. Strongman (23), very resilient (20x2), handles two-handed weapons well (4), accustomed to heavy armor, has combat experience. Lives in the fighters' guild as a member, once worked as a guard captain in a small town north of here, currently unemployed. Likes to eat well and take naps, often spends time at the "Golden Peacock". Has a younger brother known as Legreadal "Immaculate Lightning." Daros plans to participate in the royal tournament that will be held in Covellia... Anything else?
- That's enough. - Saying this, the man left, while Vaaon continued to observe unnoticed.

-Why don't you try earning a living by playing the violin? You play so beautifully!

- I am doing just that now. Didn't you hear about the violinist Dice? Oh, um, you obviously aren't from around here... How silly of me.
________________________________________
Meanwhile, on one of the streets not far from the mages' guild, two men were walking leisurely towards the inner city, talking to each other. The first man's voice was cheerful and playful. Finally, the second lost patience, grabbed the first by the shoulders, and pressed him against the wall of the nearest building.
- Stop bothering me! Answer, why did you...?
- Faragar. - All traces of friendliness disappeared from Ramol's face; he looked at the lightning mage with coldness in his eyes. - Tell me, what are you up to?
- What?.. Are you starting again?!
- Will you say again that the blame lies with King Enguir and foreigners?
- I told you to leave me alone!
- I told you to either leave Teresa or give up your job at the guild. Instead, you left her behind.
- We... - Memories of the tragic past and his own carelessness distorted the lightning mage's face into an expression filled with pain. - We were going to move to Gaddar as soon as I got a job here...
- That's all well and good, but it doesn't change the fact that you abandoned your wife and daughter on the outskirts of the country, and when the Geirtai raided, where were you? Right, busy taking care of things within the high walls of Gaddar.
- Enough is enough! - Faragar wanted to walk away, but couldn't because of Ramol, who grabbed him by the wrist. Then the lightning mage simply vanished.
Returning to his room, Master Faragar encountered Nimril.
At first, he looked at her questioningly, then, realizing what was happening, immediately attacked the intruder.

The northerner didn't understand what had happened: everything happened too quickly. She lay on the floor with a huge hole in her stomach and could not move.

At this time, Antaer safely reached the mages' guild. Entering inside, he saw two unfamiliar old men and an ice sorceress talking to each other.