Nowaru

Revan, could you slightly adjust the stats of my gear? I had something else in mind.

What did you have in mind?

Dominic left his room in the Tristram tavern, which he had chosen as his temporary Asylum in Covellia, and decided to visit the Calaverit church first.

At the moment, there was no one in the House of God except the priest and the parishioners. As Dominic noticed, the people present mostly consisted of poor people. The priest spoke of the dark times and that all people needed to strengthen themselves and maintain their faith.

I find a secluded spot and rest with my bandaged wound. Then I try to make poison for myself from the looted items using trial and error. I don't alter the ingredients too much, leaving at least half of them.

Nuesh produces something with an unknown effect.

If the stakes can be placed/taken in silver/gold, then that's what I do.
Then he sells the spear at the market and, out of curiosity, goes to this strange new Temple of Ryuji.

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Since the last time, the priest hasn't gone anywhere. Walking through the dark hall illuminated only by the dim light of candles, Erefir saw a disfigured man of unknown age.

Having finished training in the Knight's Honor, Shushuk decided not to sit idle, but to go to the Guild and see what contracts they offer.
- What times we live in, there's nothing worthwhile, - said Shushuk, seeing the offered contracts.
*Learns more about the contract with the missing person*

When Shushuk reached the guild, he suddenly felt something was wrong: his head was spinning, he was standing unsteadily on his feet, and then he completely collapsed to the floor and fell asleep.
After some time, he woke up in one of the rooms of this building, all his belongings were neatly stacked near him.

Wiping the sweat from his bald head, Rum Kon surveyed the surroundings.

Rum Kon ran south of the city and found himself near a small village: several neat houses, a mill, fields, and workers on them, and an inn. The mage observed this from the thicket of the forest.