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You can also go hunting for ingredients. Although, it would be better not to involve anyone else in this./

The group discovers Amelia in her usual environment – in the river that flowed beneath her and Victor's house. Noticing familiar and unfamiliar faces, she steps onto land to greet them and inquire about the reason for their visit.

— Alright, tell a joke first, and then talk about yourself and the people around you.

After an indefinite period of awkwardness, Amelia finally relented and allowed the man to take a few photographs. After that, the swimmer said goodbye to the guests and disappeared from their sight behind the doors of her house, while the happy Ivein ended up with five precious pictures.

-Well... uh... - Anders couldn't remember a single joke, but then it suddenly occurred to him - I once heard that a Valkyrie who controlled water and the ocean died because she drowned! Isn't that a joke? It's a bit dark, of course - Anders frowned - but let me tell you about my life:
-I was born in the fifties on the outskirts of Elheim. My parents quickly stopped taking care of me, so I had to fend for myself. I joined a local gang, and by the way - Anders' eyes widened - that's when I first met you! Our leader had a talking cat, and I asked him what to do, and he said, "Get out of Elheim," so I left. Now I live under the roof of a kind baron who takes in various orphans and homeless people. There are many of us here, let me tell you a little about each one:
Veserod - a stern, bearded man, the owner of a sheep farm. Actually, he's been living separately from the baron for a long time, but he still spends time with us.
Gulveig - Anders blushed - a beautiful girl with very... um... well, she's very beautiful and strong. Although a little clumsy.
Shino - well, she dresses and behaves like... What's the point of being shy, we're friends now? She acts like a prostitute.
Kalentia - I don't know what to say about her, but she seems like a very serious girl. It's like she has her whole life planned out.
Anselm - there's not much to say about him, except that he's handsome and always spends time with girls. He either goes to church to see the local priestess or some blonde girl is chasing after him...
Renold and Ilva - I don't know much about them either, except that they spend all their time together. It's like there's only him and her, and the rest of the world is just... there.
Daniel - we have the same mentor, Matthias, so we know each other pretty well. But I don't like him, he keeps mispronouncing my name.
Röhei - well, he's... different from us, in the sense that he has narrow eyes. But he seems like a good guy, he's always going to the hospital, learning how to treat people.
Alessia - I don't know anything about her, I don't even think I see her.
Eir - well, she's kind of crazy, but she's a great fighter.
Yua - and this is a girl we found in the forest not long ago. She was lying in a tree, and before that, a bunch of tree-men attacked us. It's all strange, but I hope the baron will sort it out.

The scene that unfolded before Kalentia's eyes was perhaps the most pathetic sight she had ever seen. Even the incident at Hans's house paled in comparison to what had just happened. Eir was right - bringing Iwein here was a mistake, even though the guy didn't seem to have any bad intentions. Before Amelia disappeared from sight, Kalentia stepped aside with her and sincerely apologized for bringing such an ill-mannered guest - she hadn't expected the foreigner to have no pride or respect for other people's wishes.

-Well, Mr. Scabiosa, - the Argalian coughed awkwardly, - have you photographed everyone you wanted?

— These photos will be my family heirloom! — Iwein replied with a rare display of enthusiasm and joy on his face. — Well... The main thing I wanted to do in Baldur's Gate, I've already done, and since no one else has responded, I can say that the purpose of my visit here is nearing its end.

Having seen his busy friends off and left them to their own affairs, Veserod thinks: since he went to church today and thus broadened his horizons in Baldur, why not make this day a relaxing and informative one? He decides to take this opportunity to partake in their bustling enthusiasm – to check the notice board, especially since the trip to Norbert slightly shook off his sedentary lifestyle. Dismissing all the mundane requests and a suspicious note from some scammer, his gaze settles on a modest request – a walk in the forest from some Britta.
"This is doable," he thinks, heading to the designated address.

— Excuse me, did you "respond"?