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The dwarf waved his hand.
- I don't give a damn about these footprints anymore. A stray arrow actually hit my ass. Thank goodness it wasn't somewhere else! Ah-ha-ha-ha! You better keep an eye out. They say remnants of the elven army are roaming around here. And almost all of the guard has been wiped out. Now we, along with the lilies and fire elementals, are responsible for guarding the area. There's no more boring job! Come with me to Rainbow tonight. There are some of your kind there. What do you say?

-- Hmm, -- Quint replied succinctly and headed to the meeting place.

- Further progress is at your own risk, gentlemen, - the warlock nodded towards the sphere and smiled kindly. - This is not a threat, if that's what you're thinking.

- All eggs in one basket. Fine, - said the raven. Modain turned to the assembled and began to scratch what was once his nose. – Arrows, wings, bones, sails. Chaos. For now, the chicks only peck at what their mother hen provides. In this situation, the mother's legs are not that long. In the near future, I advise against visiting the graves of relatives and feeding pigeons. Neither the tombstones nor the birds need our golden eggs. They need guts and bones. But you can relax on the beach, but don't get too comfortable in the sun. There are rats left in the city, as far as I know. Stock up on rat poison, just in case.

accepted the main quest

—I'll try to be more careful, —the fairy replied to the dwarf's warning.
His suggestion made Felian pause for a moment. Once, he had scorned such amusements, and in the last few months, he hadn't even had time for them. "Well, I did promise to start over." —he reminded himself.
—Well, I think so, —the fairy replied to the dwarf. —I'll try not to forget. By the way, you should also take care of yourself. So many of our own have already fallen. —he added, remembering his fallen comrades.

- A successful person always has authority on display, - Vander shrugged. - You are extremely lucky that he loves you, has the means, and doesn't hesitate to spend them on making his daughter wear expensive clothes and accessories, and be beautiful and happy.
He looked at her and nodded in confirmation of his own words.
- No, no, Aksot is my goal. I'll see what happens in the city, but I'm not in a hurry. If I get the opportunity to settle somewhere and find some work, I'll stay. I've always wanted to visit the south of the Republic.

- Yeah, it's quite a bit. But look how many enemies we defeated! Whew! Let's meet at nine in the evening at the town square, don't forget. Otherwise, I'll have to send someone to check on you, ah-ha-ha!

wait

- Was it the spheres? - the elf asked the mage, nodding towards the corpses and skeletons. - But how?

When he was alive, did Modain look like this?

Quint simply nodded.
"Damn theatrical," he muttered.

"I wonder how similar these dwarves can be in character." - thought Felian.
- I won't forget - he said goodbye to his old friend.

Did they let me into the city? Do I need to exchange money there or something?

Another, a dwarf, was throwing a small axe at a target, roughly made from pieces of wood. Felian had met him during his service. He was a cheerful fellow and sometimes invited Felian to celebrate Legion Day. And the third, a huge orc, was swinging a huge two-handed sword. Felian was not familiar with him. Not far from them, next to a large box, stood a young girl.

- Oh, my friend, you are curious. I can only say that the spheres drain all the life from a creature, down to the last drop. This darkness, - the mage shifted his gaze from the travelers to the large sphere. - This is what life really looks like. A black abyss of suffering, pain, despair, hopelessness... we take all of this for ourselves...
He smiled friendly again.

- If there's time, why not? - Sid agreed. - I don't have any acquaintances in the city, but at least I can share some experiences. Although, I doubt your generation would be interested in our stories.
- And you're going to Aksot blindly? Well, your father probably visited, but what about you? Do you know anything interesting about the town?

Before the fairy could reach the city gates, a girl with a box ran up to him.
- Welcome to Axoth, Mr. Fairy! Donate to the city's repair fund! Those who donate 1 Axoth or more will receive a city map as a gift!