Nowaru

Tarvos, Shushuk, Gurdan, Aurd, Rio, and numerous warriors whose names are of no interest to us left Covellia and headed towards the Kalevritian border. As it turned out later, Tarvos led his followers to a mountain range located directly on the border between Ilianar and Kalevritia. Contrary to the expectations of many warriors, they did not go through the mountains but under them – underground. Long hours of wandering led the warriors to a pre-established camp, which, as could be seen, had been prepared more than a month ago. Here, one could also observe numerous brothers in faith, and besides them - a Sorceress.

Upon seeing the magic user, Gurdan immediately became enraged and headed towards the object of his anger, making no secret of his intention to kill him, but Tarvos stopped him.
- What is that Sorceress doing here?
- Umm, hello. The mage was clearly very frightened to be in such a large crowd of magic haters. - My name is Sarte, I am a student of Master Erthos...
- I'm not asking you, dog! You are not even worthy for me to speak with.
- Calm down, Gurdan. The raid leader replied coldly. - She is helping us get through these dungeons.
- But she...
- Is necessary, - Tarvos interrupted in a tone that brooked no objection. This ended the conversation.

At the moment, Ansgard’s warriors were resting, but soon they would have to go on a difficult journey through dark and dangerous dungeons, home to various monsters and Assarites.