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-- Hello, I've acquired two slaves, and I'd like to register them, -- said Ellison, producing some papers.
If the others entered with him (depending on whether it's appropriate to form a crowd in such a situation), Vikayla, meanwhile, slyly points with her finger at a painting and approaches to examine it.

--Oh, I should have guessed. --Felian said, slightly disappointed. --I'm very sorry. --Deciding not to linger and spoil the barmaid's mood, the fairy reached for his pouch. --Almost forgot to pay. --He counted out four axots. --For the pleasant conversation, Hilda. --He also replied with a friendly smile.

"Did someone drop this during the scuffle? I should return it, it might be important." --The fairy decides to pick up and examine the find.

Dude, talking about corpses and death.

— I see, — the girl smiled, taking the map and counting the money. — Excuse me, could you tell me where I can find magic shops and perhaps some communities around here?

Nebok, I don't think I said I was exchanging anything... But okay. Did you calculate the amount, taking into account the money from Dargin?

No one greeted them in the shop. The counter was empty. They could hear someone moving around in the back room. Besides the usual goods, the shop also had some more interesting items.

- That's better. - Hanzo approvingly patted the nun on the shoulder. - I will do everything I can to resolve this situation.
With these words, he leaves, this time for good. He deliberately didn't find out the girl's contact information or name.

Either I'll skip time until the day of the full moon (to arrive in the forest in advance) or, if that's not possible, I'll look for some job that can be done today.

Sewer cleaner
Location: sewers
Pay: 230 axots/day

The woman looked at Tiolas with a tired gaze.
- Were you sent by the administration?

- They could really use a bell here so you don't have to call for the vendor, - the elf complained about the absent staff. - Well, the prices here are certainly high, but I think I'll buy some gloves. Although, first, I'd like to check out the wizard's shop, if only I knew what it was called. Yes, the map could definitely use more precise directions.
The elf tapped on the counter, hoping to attract the vendor.

Where will you be staying tonight?

Sewer cleaner

- No, I'm a traveler. I was heading to this city, learned about what happened, and want to help in any way I can.

It sucks.

The woman replied to Tiolas with a gentle smile.

- Kind soul. I would advise you to first complete the paperwork at the administration. So you don't have to work for free. What skills do you have?

- Hello, how can I help you?

The administrator briefly glanced at the handsome young man, but she had more pressing matters to attend to.
"Alright, everyone, please start cleaning up this mess," she said to the legionnaires. They obeyed and began to tidy up. "Hello. Slave registration, of course. Luckily, we still have registration forms here. Let's see... Ellison... temporarily residing... Oh, I remember you, you've registered before. Here, take this form, fill it out, and have your slaves fill out these forms as well. Then, give them to me."
The administrator's secretary handed the cultist a stack of papers and began to attend to other citizens.

"So, you like painting?" the frog asked Vikaila and approached her.