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After observing what was happening, Jingo finally calmed down (?) and decided to tell us more about himself.

- Jingo. As I said, I collect all sorts of knowledge. I have a talent for magic, but I don't know many spells yet. More precisely, only one... I'm no warrior - my health isn't great... I avoid fights, and my best battle strategy is to "run away." I can sneak into places unnoticed... in search of knowledge! And I can also bring people back from the dead. And looking at what's happening, it seems to me that the latter skill might be needed here and now... very soon...

Alex: creates a dark expansion, full of hopelessness and madness.

Player characters: a little crazy, but generally people are people.

Revan: simply places the human race in a dungeon.

Player characters: psychopaths, racists, madmen, and freaks.

- My name is Barley. I can cook and fight, - the young man stated, raising his weapon in the air. He wanted to add something else, but nothing else came to mind.

-- I shoot well, I have power over the souls of things, I heal the wounds of the suffering with a magical breeze, and I protect from all kinds of dangers with a bright shield. My name is Safis.

-Y-yes. My name is Dor, I can fight, you'll see what I'm capable of in battle. It's clear that we'll get along. - he flashed his toothless grin and slapped the dark-eared one on the shoulder. -Boss)

-At least there will be someone to disarm the traps, right, guys? - he added in human language for his own.

He had no further comments on the meeting.

- My name is Barley. I can cook and fight, - the guy indicated his skills, raising his weapon in the air. He wanted to add something else, but nothing else came to mind.

-At least now there will be someone to disarm the traps, right, guys? - he added, already speaking in a language they understood.

- The introductions are over. Now I grant you leave to prepare for the expedition. We shall meet at the Crimson Path in... how do you humans say? A week? A week.

-- And trying unfamiliar fruits, -- Safis agreed. -- Luckily, black creatures are not averse to that.

-- We'll meet at the right time and in the right place, as we say. Life is not a straight road with known stops, but a flexible string that you need to play in harmony with.
Tired of communicating with a limited grotesque, a gloomy black creature, a burnt-out bandit, a greasy obsessive, and a know-it-all, Safis heads to the Wizards, hoping for a healthier atmosphere.

- A measurement of time, common among humans. Haven't you read any books about your kind? 🤨

Deciding that he would find out where the Sord and Elms live anyway, he decided to ask his fellow tribesmen about their place of residence. In the human language. Because there's no need for...