Nowaru

Tirza didn't really want to spend the night in Tristram – she needed rest, and such places require visitors to be extremely attentive or have reliable companions. Besides, she didn't know the prices at the Cart yet. Therefore, first of all, she decided to go to an establishment for the wealthy.

- It's a bit expensive for me, - Kir concluded. - Perhaps we'll just take a folio for now, and we'll think about the rest later. By the way, do you have anything to protect against magic or any other danger? Are these black rings not for that purpose? - the Darionian pointed to the rings he had noticed earlier.

I'm afraid of thieves, so I don't have 12 with me right now. Is the bank still open? I think I'll go there and bring the required amount. If you don't trust the respected aristocrat, the carriage will stay with you. Of course, I will also pay for the birds' upkeep.

- You are involved in copying manuscripts, aren't you? You probably know a lot. Do you only copy from Illinar, or are you familiar with the writing of other peoples?

- Oh, no one is interested in that anymore. Now I'm just sorting magical scrolls that they bring to me from the Academy for sale. They are of two types, some use the magical power of the person who uses them, others use the energy that is pre-embedded in them. Of course, the latter are much more expensive.

Well, and reading, of course. Well, this is a gnosis or scriptorium. I'll start with the latter.