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/ The longer a man's weapon... /

/ The more receptive the Nebkis are to all kinds of hints./

It wasn't as if Shen was pining away without his own tribe, but he couldn't deny that he sometimes missed the old days, and even longed for his grandmother and father. So, he simply agreed with the captain's words, who, although overly curious, was definitely not the worst person he had ever met.
— And I work for Raphael Ambrosius Kosto, — Shen said, indicating his employer.

“Ah, I see. Okay.” DunDun started sketching another portrait. “Then just a couple more questions, and I’ll stop taking up your precious time. Do you plan to stay in the country as long as you’re working for your current employer? Do you have any other friends or relatives in the country?”

"— As long as my commander pays and conducts himself honorably, I will follow him, regardless of whether he decides to stay here or move on," Shen shrugged. "All the kin I know of remain in the Nakiri Plains. As for acquaintances—if any of my former comrades-in-arms are in the city, I certainly have no knowledge of it."

— In that case, I hope your current superior doesn't disappoint you, and your time in the empire turns out to be pleasant. Have a good journey!

Viola was wearing a modest, conservative dress, as it was the most comfortable of all the clothes she had to choose from – even though, given her lifestyle, she had never worn dresses before.
At the mere sight of Rogdan Kraffmeyer, the slave felt a shiver run down her spine. A disgusting, repulsive old man, undoubtedly with a flabby belly and rolls of fat. And although Viola knew that she should love everyone around her, this particular man only evoked rage in her. "This old man probably just goes around harassing young girls on the street, touching them in inappropriate places and smiling creepily. Ugh, what a creep! Forgive me, Arteria, for having such thoughts," she suddenly realized – "I need to calm down and eat something delicious." Viola was about to ask Raphael to buy her something at the local canteen, but she overheard the report from his other servants:

You can't expect anything more than buckwheat with a couple of cutlets, boss. So, I suggest we cross the border as quickly as possible and have something decent to eat.

"Oh, great..."
Viola began to whine:
-Master Raphael, do you have anything tasty?...

— Thank you, and all the best!

Having received permission to proceed, Shen returned to his companions and shared his brief impressions of the conversation with the captain:
— I thought it would take much longer. This Ail Dundun is quite the inquisitive fellow. But overall, he seems like a good guy.

- Oh, dear... - Raphael sighed heavily. - What should we do?
His mood had noticeably deteriorated.
- No, this... Sometimes it's good to try some simple food... To understand, let's say, how the local people live, to feel the ground beneath our feet... - he weighed the pros and cons, thought about "C" grade cutlets and buckwheat porridge. - But perhaps you are right, friends, I am not hungry enough for that. And not drunk enough.
He glanced around at the barrels, wondering whether to refresh himself immediately or later. A few seconds spent in thought did not lead to any result - the dilemma quickly became tiresome, and he decided not to solve it.
- Thank you, Kyechka. It will be, it will be, otherwise I'll catch a cold, - he nodded to the servant. - Sit down next to your uncle, rest too.
Raphael warmly invited her to sit on his lap.

Ples, you just insulted me for no reason, even though I didn't say anything to you.
What exactly didn't you understand from my post? You said that something would "come back to haunt" someone, but you didn't give any specific example of why that would be bad. I assume you're talking about quests or some events in Artery, if there are any, or some other fanatical and obnoxious worldview that requires running around and getting triggered by slaves. But it's not necessary to complete them or interact with them if they require the player not to be friends with someone who has slaves. Anything else? Please, no sarcasm or irony, and no "go reread my posts." Is there something specific? That's the first question.
The second question is about not presenting ourselves as members of a single organization. What do you mean by that? You can't play solo here. "Well, we're just a random bunch of guys from the forest, doing quests"? What's the difference? We'll be told to go to hell faster than if you start kicking a slave in the town square. We're basically going back to that stupid discussion. Now, after a few days, is there an opportunity to formulate it more precisely?

"Well, that's just great."
Viola started whining:
-Mr. Raphael, do you have anything tasty?...

Sweetheart, would you like to try my delicious Nakirian kebab?

The news about the introduction of a tax on jewels was met with little enthusiasm in Linderia – attempts to strengthen the position of its own currency were a logical and expected move, but it didn't bode well for travelers like herself. Especially if the conversion of aetherium back into jewels was done at a very unfavorable rate. Such an approach might even lead some to settle in Aetheris, if the pay for work allows for a reasonably comfortable life in the empire, but when converted to jewels, it doesn't look too impressive. The next article, following the news about jewels, seemed somewhat ironic to the sorceress, considering that the founder of the dynasty and the first monarch of Aetheris was a man. However, this, along with the nonsense about "difference," also led Linderia to think that the main motive for introducing the law was to consolidate the positions of the "right" heirs, rather than following a free interpretation of Arterian teachings. The latter was just an excuse and an official reason. Linderia was interrupted from her thoughts by Valdemar's loud laughter. Judging by the comments of the Lisliarian savage, he had read the same news as the witch. However, given his comment, she had no desire to discuss the state of affairs in the empire. Linderia simply received a reminder that not all stereotypes are that far from reality. Regarding the savages, the last news in the newspaper was about the worsening relations between the non-human tribes and Aetheris. The news itself was not particularly interesting – just another law that didn't directly affect Linderia. But the situation itself clearly indicated that a conflict between the empire and the tribes was inevitable. Some might even say that the former had every right to go to war against the non-humans to protect their citizens. And, of course, the top of Aetheris was counting on such a narrative. The fact that such a reaction from tribes known for their territoriality and militarism was expected in response to yet another border shift would most likely be swept under the rug. Deciding that she had enough news for today, the sorceress put the newspaper aside and, after stretching, went to inspect the area.

"Well, here..."
Viola started whining:
"-Mr. Raphael, do you have anything delicious?...

"- For you, my dear, anything you want," he rummaged through the pockets of his caftan and pulled out a bag of incredible Lisliarian candies and secretly handed it to Viola. "Here - I saved it for a special occasion. Mmm! A dozen and a half flavors! Just don't tell Zachar, or he'll tell me not to eat sweets, and he'll be glaring at me."

-Ooooooh! Thank you so much! - Viola enthusiastically pulled out a lollipop at random, put it in her mouth, took out another one, and with a smile, handed it to her owner.

Ples, you were being rude to me for no reason, even though I didn't say anything to you.

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What exactly did you not understand from my post? You said that something would "have consequences" for someone, but you didn't give any specific examples of why that would be bad. I assume you're talking about quests or some events in Arteria, if they exist there, or any other fanatical and unpleasant ideology that requires running around and getting triggered by slaves. But it's not necessary to complete these quests or interact with them if they require the player not to be friends with someone who owns slaves. Anything else? Please, no sarcasm or irony, and no "go reread my posts." Is there anything specific? That's the first question.

Lock, you didn't understand my post. By "have consequences," I meant that in some countries (including Aurisufir), slavery is illegal. If this fact is somehow revealed, it will lead to legal problems for each member of the party. This isn't about taking quests; it's about walking on eggshells. And my concern is that revealing one such fact could sink the entire figurative ship. In fact, the "Golden Griffin" is a priori violating the laws of the empire. Perhaps this will change later. Perhaps new connections will emerge that will allow the incident to be covered up. I was drawing attention to this, not the quest part.

The second question is: don't introduce yourselves as members of a single organization. What do you mean by that? You can't play solo here. "So, we're just a random group from the forest, doing quests"? What's the difference? We'll be sent away faster with that kind of statement than if you start kicking a slave in the town square. We're basically going back to that stupid discussion. Now, after a few days, is there an opportunity to formulate it more precisely?

I'm actually talking about something completely different. I'm talking about the moment of introduction when crossing the border. Like, formally, the characters are not registered as having arrived together for the border guards. And, in case one of the characters has problems immediately upon arriving in the city, nothing will point to the other members of the party. Of course, after the first few quests and gaining a certain amount of fame, we will still become known as a single party. So, this is just a precaution for the beginning. However, if our organization is already official, then yes, keeping this fact a secret is also an awkward moment that may be illegal.

– Well, let’s say I’m worrying unnecessarily, – Valdemar sighed sadly and gazed into the distance, supporting his chin with his hand. – I don’t like all this bureaucracy… Oh, well! I hope there will be good taverns in the city; otherwise, what’s the point of going there? Louise, I will do you a great honor: you will introduce yourself as my wife. You, Harmid, will pass as a servant.
Valdemar and the slaves went to register.

Deciding that she was done with the news for today, the Sorceress put the newspaper aside and, after stretching, went to inspect.

— Good day! — Examining Lindernia's belongings, the captain was intrigued by a book that caught his eye. — Hmm, this author has a familiar last name; could I have heard it somewhere before?