Ment
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In Veladran, near the Dark Lands, Leona began to feel somewhat out of place. Moreover, the weather and the meeting with the newcomers did not help to improve her mood.
"Well... Let's rest a bit after the journey, and at the same time, let's chat with Clem. Who's with me to the tavern?"
As she asked the question, Leona looked at her new and old acquaintances. It was time to form an impression of them. Immediately, a horned half-elf caught her eye, probably another busybody. And the others looked interesting as well.