Nowaru

Rum Kon was seated at a large table, and soon dishes with food and drinks began to appear. These were simple dishes and unremarkable drinks, but what else could one expect from a humble family? Now, besides Rumke, five people were sitting at this table: a farmer, his wife, their daughter, and two young sons. They all seemed to be waiting to hear an interesting story from the guest about what had happened to him.

- My name is Bertog Onu, and I have been working for the good of Illinar for over five years. - Rumke paused to chew a large piece of food. - About a month ago, I was assigned a new... mission. I can't say more about it. So, I had to go to these lands. It was necessary to travel without an escort of armed guards, so as not to attract attention; I only had money and a few letters with me. - Another pause for chewing. - I had to hurry, so I didn't stay overnight at one of the inns, but only rested for a few hours and changed horses. One man, with piercing eyes and a blister on his lower lip, seemed suspicious to me, but not too much. It wasn't worth attracting attention by asking questions. - Another pause. - Then, as darkness fell, I set off again, but less than half an hour passed before a sharp sound cut through the surrounding night silence. The horse stumbled, and foam came from its mouth. Apparently, it had been shot. I managed to jump off - but everything happened very quickly. I hadn't even had time to get up and look around when several figures emerged from the night mist. I can defend myself, believe me, but not when I'm put to sleep with magic before I can look around.
I woke up in the middle of the forest, my head was throbbing. They took my money and even my cloak, although it wasn't the newest or most expensive, because for... the mission, it was necessary to look poorer than I actually am. But the worst thing is, they took the letters. It's strange that they didn't kill me, but that's why I conclude that the bandits were ordinary, and not enemies of our country. The letters won't give them anything, but I need to tell some people as soon as possible what happened to me and that the letters are missing. They attacked in the evening, and almost a day has passed. And I don't even know where I am... - Rum Kon again turned his attention to the contents of his plate.