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- Hope dies last... although for some people, it dies first. Have you heard of such people? Depressives or something like that. Everything is fine in their lives, but they hopelessly whine about everything. I don't understand these people! Let's wait, and in the meantime, let's find something to do. But what? We used to have a game at home... One person asks another a question, and the other chooses whether to answer it or get slapped. And so on, in a circle. Will you play?

Upon seeing Usy, Rurek became slightly embarrassed. He had heard about her, but this was their first meeting.

“She bestowed unparalleled beauty upon her most devoted follower,” the sorcerer unexpectedly complimented the leader of the lackeys. “But beauty is one thing, and we need to prepare for the revenge of the Fire Imps. I am sure they will not forgive us for interfering with their villainous plans. And given their methods... nothing good awaits us. But if we put an end to the Fire Imps once and for all...” Rurek smiled, “peace will come to Ikazkan! And what is better for Ona than harmony between all the peoples of the underworld?”

An unknown spirit had possessed Rurek; otherwise, how could one explain his suddenly increased eloquence? Perhaps the spirit of a man, but such trivialities no longer bothered the sorcerer. He wanted only one thing: the death of all the cheesemakers. Fortunately, he was not the only one who wanted to see Caen’s head separated from the rest of his body. There were plenty of allies around...

- I guess I'll have to die at the most inappropriate moment..., - the cook-gatherer grumbled through his teeth.
- Well, maybe you could at least tell me where I can find a Starfruit? I haven't seen it growing anywhere. But someone must be getting it from somewhere...
- And I'm also interested in this... m-i-l-k... Maybe you know where I can get some?

A couple of them are eating tavern food, regaining their strength...

—We are hastening the inevitable... —Dorian nervously glanced towards the tunnels leading to the left. —I haven't been this nervous in a long time; you could really become depressed here. Well, let's play! Maybe someone out of a million city dwellers will stop indulging in white tea and remember their mining skills. Ha-ha, who am I kidding? Who asks first?

- Where? It's everywhere! - Svarka chuckled. - Look under your feet more often, and at the ceiling too, and you're bound to find it!
The star is generated randomly in locations and doesn't have specific places where it grows.

Rurek thoughtfully scratched his head, looked at the beauty of Usa, and then scratched his head again. – Alright. Since Usa herself advises it, I agree, – Rurek nodded. – My old friend created the Guardians, and he doesn't do anything pointless. If the lackeys need help, call. I am always happy to help. Find me with the Guardians. After taking one last look at the beauty of Usa from a new angle, Rurek headed to the Temple of St. Elmo.

- There is absolutely no reward, so we won't be doing this quest. Got it? - says Chernika to Ukon, then turns to the quest giver. - Of course, your task makes sense. We won't give up until we complete it. Personally, I think you should get the girl, and everyone else should realize that they don't understand anything about life. Right, uncle? - Ukon receives a punch in the ribs.
- -...Yes.
- Yes! That's the spirit! - Chernika ends the conversation. - By the way, sign up for the tournament. Such a fierce Fury as you will definitely earn something, even if not the top spot, but one of the preceding ones. Isn't that right? Or am I wrong about you?

- I'm the senior one (probably), so I... Who was the first one you killed?

What are the odds, though?🤔

—Oh, you folks probably live for twenty years, so seniority doesn't work that way! Well, alright then. I don't remember the very first one, because my memory got knocked out. But as for the rest, well, if I participated on my own rather than just tagging along with the group, then probably today's hydra!

- Where? It's everywhere! - Svarka smirked. - Just look down more often, and also look up at the ceiling, and you're bound to find one!
The Star is generated randomly in locations and doesn't have a specific place where it grows.

- You look like someone who's used to slitting throats at night, and I don't know what "years" are and don't want to know – I don't need the terms of crazy people! Alright, I agree – ask away.