Nowaru

Dominic is eating buckwheat, drinking beer, and listening to the conversations of visitors.

Miss Darvening read the contract.
-- Well, it's not that bad... Probably... Yes, these are wartime conditions. But 150 per day for a good blacksmith? I can offer much more than that amount, besides, Grevan will be helping me. And I need at least one day off, as well as the possibility to terminate the contract if I discover an opportunity to help Illinar with something else. After all, I am not such a bad warrior either.

Without the ability to do anything without leaving the city, Tirza sighed heavily and decided to try her luck by joining the "Harbingers of Death" legion. Not that she had any confidence that she would be accepted, but in the current situation, it was worth trying. In any case, times were hard for Illinar, and she had demonstrated her skill with weapons.