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When Alaisonn delivered the final blow to the utterly exhausted body (stats at zero), he praised them both (and gave instructions on how to acquire the skill, if they hadn't already). Now, after a hard day, everyone needed to go to bed.
Actually, I was thinking of checking with Vikaila whether the skill of Jolai has been acquired, but I don't know how long it will take. If it's already done, that's good. Otherwise, well, I think a change of worldview and participation in a crime should be enough.

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When the slaves, accompanied by Corcetus, left, Vikaila approached Alaisonn.
-- You're something else! And why are you so... distant? I bet it's because you haven't had anyone in a long time!
-- You know, Vik, I'm not into that.
-- What if... I help you with that?
-- ?
-- Look, -- she demonstrated her hand, filled with magic and surrounded by air. -- I'm still in that state. Maybe that will make you feel better?
After thinking for a moment, Alaisonn agreed and spent the night with his companion.

Felian wanted to punch the persistent fellow, but at the last moment decided not to spoil the evening just yet. "All this is nonsense," he said coldly. "Only if just a little." - to the dwarf's suggestion. "I have to get up early for work tomorrow."

- But I am a citizen of the republic, why would they even bother checking? I have nothing to do with the attacking Lafirians, - the elf assured. - But if you insist, we can look for another place to stay for the night. Or do they break into all the taverns?

- Yeah, not much going on, - Quint took a large gulp of beer and pulled out his wallet. After jingling the coins for a while, he handed the money to the bartender for the beer and continued. - It's some kind of mystery. An eastern man shows up, whom no one knows, and leaves with a girl, arm in arm. It happens with young people, of course... What were those two whispering about, did you hear?

- They don't care if you're a citizen or not. Maybe not everywhere, but I don't want to risk it with our group.

- Alright, I'll take this burden off your hands. I'll take it!

- In that case, farewell, - the elf turned and left the tavern.
- So, where should I go next, - he pondered. - There's also something called "The Nook" and "The Sleepy Rabbit," but the latter might just be a simple inn, and we still need to eat, so I think we'll start with "The Nook."

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