- Is this the living room? - She tries to open the door and peek inside.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
- Is this the living room? - She tries to open the door and peek inside.
- Hey, is anyone there?
The tavern greeted the travelers with a small number of patrons. Several people, resembling miners, were quietly eating their breakfast. On the first floor, there were about thirty tables, each with four seats. To the left of the entrance was a staircase leading to the second floor, and to the right, a door. A little further from the door was a bar counter, at the end of which was a passage. Behind the counter was a mustached man. He was wiping wooden mugs and plates and stacking them on shelves opposite the counter.
- Ah, weary travelers! Come in, don't be shy, there are free sleeping places available, enough for everyone.
- Ahahaha! He licked me! What's his name? - she asked Zeikin.
Come in, don't be shy.
- Good day, kind sir! Tell me about your prices, and it would also be nice to hear what's going on in the area, because we've come from afar and are currently in the dark.
Third-grade beer
Price: 3 copper coins
Second-grade beer
Price: 5 copper coins
First-grade beer
Price: 7 copper coins
Mead
Price: 1 silver coin
Horseradish vodka
Price: 1 silver coin, 4 copper coins
Rum
Price: 1 silver coin, 8 copper coins
Sheep milk
Price: 3 copper coins
Compote
Price: 1 silver coin
Meat dish with a side dish
Price: 1 silver coin
Side dish
Price: 3 copper coins
Vegetable salad
Price: 6 copper coins
Fruit salad
Price: 5 silver coins
- Nothing good is happening in the area. The mines have closed, dark monsters have emerged, it's been years since they were last seen, people are disappearing, livestock is dying. The Lord sent part of his army to solve the problems, but these bastards just eat, sleep, and fornicate. I hope this is the worst part of our army, otherwise, if a large invasion of dark creatures occurs, it will be the end of everything. Ha-ha-ha!
- I can't pronounce his name, so for me, he's just Zizek. He loves people more than his own, but only when he's in a good mood. When he's in a bad mood, he might even burn you. But he's not a pet, but rather... - Zeikin thought and couldn't find the right description. "Mercenary"? "Wizard"? "Elder with a wealth of fascinating stories"? "Talking puddle of biological mass"? None of these characteristics felt right for such a description. - ...Well, Zizek, - the warrior shrugged.
- So, if two or more people are sleeping on the same bed, does the price still remain one gold?
In various pictures, they depict some slimy creatures doing something to hot elves, so you might as well grab a wand somehow.
Fruit Salad
- And nothing good is happening in the surrounding areas. The mines have closed, dark monsters have emerged, who knows how long they've been gone, people are disappearing, livestock is dying. The Lord sent part of his army to solve the problems, but these bastards just eat, sleep, and fuck. I hope this is the worst part of our army; otherwise, if a large invasion of dark creatures occurs, it will be the end for everyone. Ha-ha-ha!
-- I'm already two, I'm warning you right away. Golems and slimes won't fit.
- The Claws of the North? Right? For an overnight stay: one gold per bed.
- I'm already charging two, just so you know. Guys, golems, and slimes won't fit.
- You clearly don't know much about our race's abilities. Let me tell you about Mulya Khlupail, who was something of a magician among us, and his main trick was making himself seep through a person. He would penetrate from one side and emerge from the other, and sometimes he could fit completely inside and stay there for a while. A true gift from the gods, - the slime added proudly at the end. - And yes, you shouldn't tell every Tom, Dick, and Harry about me. At the very least, in some cases, we can save some resources.