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— I remember how Ikhtir convinced the others to "help" him and agree to his proposal in exchange for food. Ha... Maybe that's why he's so stubborn? — What do you mean, he won't return? — The Shunian became nervous. — What happened? Dormin's question went unheard by both of them.
A cunning plan: you create heroes with companions, die, and the companions remain alive. Eventually, you'll have enough of them to accomplish anything.
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?
- So, you'll just sit here until you die of hunger? Or will you go to the swamps yourself, where Leona caught the curse that turned her into a bloodthirsty undead? Don't be naive! I'm offering you a chance!
The raven, as before, found nothing unusual further along the path to the east, so the group wandered onto a red clearing – thousands of crimson flowers grew all around, to the left, to the right, and ahead on the road.
- Leona fell under the influence of Azilezia and turned into a Rylogre.
- Azilezia is a demon of disease. And one of her creations can be found in the western swamps, where it can infect you. Leone was unfortunately one of its victims. And we were unable to create a cure for it.
“So, that’s how it is.” The merchant sat down on the ground. “Then why am I here?” He asked himself, and then pondered. “And what’s the point of exchanging trials?”
— Oh, — Ikhtyr was surprised, — that’s quite a piece of news… Can I then offer… — Ha. You were unlucky then; a ticket from here costs much more than food for three days.