Nowaru

Meltaret heard the angry voice of the man he had been peacefully talking to just a moment ago behind him: "Straaaazh! Attack on the general, pursue!". The Melkorian managed to get out onto the street, and for now, none of the passersby were paying attention to him.

- Well, if you really need to, then fine, - Nuesh demonstratively rolled his eyes and allowed himself to be searched.

One of the warriors searched Nuesh and unloaded all the contents of his inventory onto the table.
- So, what do we have here? - Their muscular leader began. - A dagger, knives. What are you up to?