Posts from Abasdarhon's Castle Auto-translated

- "Who would have thought that the most prestigious job would turn out to be cleaning sewers... You can even organize a sewer mafia."
I'm going to Rainbow to find out about the guard.

In the forest, waiting for the nuns... Well, okay, I'll check out the options in the city later.

There's such a fetish.

- I can heal with the magic of nature, and I can also brew healing potions.

- Good day," replied the elf. "I see you have some good gloves for sale here, and not just those. I might buy something, but a little later. For now, could you help me with a map?" - Tarleon took out a piece of paper. "Can you tell me where the shop for wizards or with related goods is?"

Ellisonn smiled politely.
-- Thank you.
Then he stepped aside and instructed his servants.
Meanwhile, Vikayla and Tronned were talking.
-- Of course! This is also history! I bet I know the city well enough to say what has changed the most compared to this picture. It has changed... everything! For example, here now... *explanations, according to Vikayla's knowledge*

- Hmm, that's good. And can you sew up wounds?

- Yes, I know a thing or two about that.
I didn't find a specific ability for it, but I have a first-aid kit, so why not.

- I never would have thought, - the elf concluded, and after saying goodbye, he headed to the designated shops.

/ Then Corquetus is also outside. And the cat./
Elisonn made sure that the slaves filled out the forms, filled out everything himself, and handed them to the administrator when she could accept them.

After walking around "Rainbow," Hanzo felt neither admiration nor interest nor respect for what he saw. He spoke to the girl who greeted him with a stone face.
- I'm here about the job; I heard you need security guards.

- Yes, I know a thing or two about this.
I didn't find a special ability for this, but I have a first aid kit, so why not.

At another time, Felian would have thought about the possible value of the card, but now, extra, and possibly someone else's valuables, were no longer of interest to him.
- Excuse me... - he said to Illda or someone from the staff. - Someone seems to have forgotten or lost something here.

- Excellent. Fill out the paperwork at the administration office and come back.

No one answered, and Illda said:

- What's lost is lost. It's unlikely that any of them will remember tomorrow where they were and what they did. And what did you find?

- Master, sir, Alisonn, mister, I can’t write, and I can barely read… oh dear, - the troll starts to panic at the sight of the papers, and tears well up in his eyes.

- Wait, I have something.
After giving the woman one potion of each type, Thiolas goes to the administration.

- Yes, here, some kind of strange card. - Felian shrugged.

The woman warmly thanked the fairy.
At the administration in Thiolasu, she had to wait in a short queue.
- Hello, how can I help you? - greeted the secretary of the administration.