Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
Throughout the ritual, the troll sobbed and wiped his snot on himself. The froglet regarded everything with disgust and a little fear, but tried to overcome it.
- Yes, they check every elf's head! They'll break into our place in the middle of the night, search for you, and scare the other guests.
Dargin took a deep breath and approached Felian again.
- That's the problem, handsome, - the man pinched the fairy on the butt; Felian didn't react in time to the "attack." - You have to pay for it, but I'd rather do it out of love...
- Heh-heh-heh! What kind of love are you talking about? What is that even?)) It's just some imaginary nonsense for women. You're a man, Dargin! Forget about this girly stuff!
- Oh, maybe you're right...
- So, guys, should we head straight to the Rainbow or have a drink first?
The elf pondered, while pouring a beer for the man.
- You know, there are so many people here every day, it's impossible to remember everyone. What's her name?
-- Ansiel.
How much money do I have? I think it was around 535.
Although what he said made the girl giggle, there were still questions that seriously worried Maylin:
— But what will happen next? Won't she call the guards who will chase me away from here? And even if everything works out now, what should I do later? How can I leave here calmly on business, and most importantly, how can I return if that grumpy woman stands in my way again?
I go with him into the room, look around, and search for porn magazines...
-- Oh, she's a slut... Oops, sorry. So, what about that guy? What did he look like?
It's okay, I'm an ascetic.
- She can only nag, nothing will happen. You're a mentalist! You can conjure a rat, and she'll chase it! By the way, about rats," the guy opened the door to his room.
Entering, Maylin saw complete chaos. Things were scattered everywhere, some books with a bunch of bookmarks, pizza boxes, vials, bottles, and the smell was terrible.
- I have a bit of a mess here. Will you help me clean up this evening?
The elf thought again, remembering the stranger's appearance.
- He was tall, looked like a Hain, or a Zhuan, who can tell?
- Alright, let me take this burden off you. I'll take it!