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And how much time does it take to reach level four, Revan?

The same as on the third.

Ar, will you come with me to Pilas?

If it’s impossible to track them, the hero returns to the tavern and goes to sleep.

Those who work hard sleep well.

He goes to inspect the arena.

/in Pillars of...
// And what do you do there?

/ You and Ples can spend your money on training weapon skills. /

Yes, it would be nice to know the prices for resting in the tavern.

/I'll visit it again. But I doubt you'll have enough money./

// What is there to do?

Besides training, there's also a quest in the guild related to Pilas. Though, I'm not sure if it's worth taking.

/ I'll go there later. But I doubt you'll have enough money. /

I'm just curious how much money we'll have left. And what the remaining amount will be. This could affect a lot of things.

Ronard tries to find some identifying marks on the corpses. If he doesn't find any, he tries to figure out where the prisoners escaped to. If it is not possible to track them down, he returns to the tavern and goes to sleep.

The lack of any identifying marks on the armor suggested that they were either not guards or were acting unofficially at the moment. The armor, however, was of good quality and certainly cost a decent amount of money.
Ronard returns to the tavern, goes to sleep, and after a few hours greets a new day.

He goes to inspect the arena.

There turned out to be nothing to inspect. Besides a few guards and a lone warrior, there was no one else here now.

The armor, however, was of good quality and certainly cost a decent amount of money.

Ah, well, if that's the case, I'll retract my previous statement and return to the tavern with two sets of armor in my bundle!
Just kidding.

There was nothing to see. Besides a few guards and a lone warrior, there was no one else here.

Mirna asks the guards if any events are expected in the arena soon.

- Rrrrr... - Helmut squeezed his eyes shut, massaged his temples, and then grabbed the nearest household item and threw it at the wall. - Damn it! Bastard! Pus! Scum! Scumbag!
After that, in a fit of rage, he kicked the bucket of excrement. He took a deep breath and exhaled through tightly clenched teeth, his hand twitching convulsively on the hilt of his sword, and his gaze darted wildly around the interior of the hut. Finally, his gaze completed a full circle and stopped on a puddle of excrement. He took a stick, wrapped a rag around it, dipped it in the puddle, and then, as best he could, drew a schematic picture on the wall depicting a bearded Donarian Barbarian with a bow in one hand and an axe in the other, with his head cut off, taking a male reproductive organ into his mouth. Making sure that he didn't get splashed with this improvised paint, he turned to his companions.
- We're leaving. Villa, get ready. Mekriy, help her. Huliy, take the second one on your back and carry her until she recovers. Cover them with a sheet or a mat. It will be uncomfortable with the chain, but there's nothing we can do about it, Klinis will take it off. Gale, go ahead as usual, we'll follow in our tracks. Wigg, stay next to me, the good sergeant will help you walk. Forget about the women - I'll cut off your dick. And if I don't, it'll fall off on its own, like you'll catch sifaka. Those lousy, contagious, shit-covered Barbarians have been messing with them for weeks - wouldn't you be disgusted? I won't allow any misconduct towards the personnel. You'll get your salary, and you can get a prostitute. Or better yet, learn some manners, "hello," "please" - women are attracted to that. And wine with oranges.
The sergeant checked one last time to make sure everything that could be gathered had been gathered.
- Let's go southeast, straight to River. We've done everything we could in this situation. If it works, we'll meet this bastard again and kill him, and if not, then not. Let the gods find every cockroach hiding in the cracks and strike it down with lightning, what else can we expect from them.
"Damn civilians, may you be cursed."

will the old woman tell me the recipe?
Then I'll go and buy an apothecary's book.