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No way.

Right flank, fully manned. The wounded didn't leave their positions.

Chrysh successfully exchanges 12 valuable trinkets for 24 barter points on his receipt.

the left wrestler moves right-up and hits the wounded bum
the right wrestler moves up-left and hits the wounded bum
the bottom one watches whether the others managed to hit their targets and makes a decision based on that

And once again, Kikki took Ida’s hand. “Oh, come on! How could you possibly arrive at an inconvenient time?” the girl said with a sweet smile. “I’m just a little busy with those two cute guys. They forgot the stop word, and I don’t want to remind them of it yet.” Somewhere in the corner, a ratling squeaked.

“Oh,” Ida responded. “A stop word? What exactly are you doing that requires a stop word? Can I help with anything?”

The old woman looked sternly at Sarabos Sleepless.

Meanwhile, Ida was thinking about what seemed like an obvious joke involving "Flüggerheimer." She didn't know what it was, but for some reason she found it amusing.

The old woman looked sternly at Sarabas the Sleepless.

“Ah, you’re the fellow my servant dragged here. You look… satisfactory. Are you ready to work day and night for a cup of water?” There was a hint of amusement in the old woman’s voice.

It was clear that the Earthshaker Brigade wasn't having much luck finding valuable loot. This could be felt by the sour faces of the brave miners.

- No, I am not ready. I have business to attend to, something extremely important for our entire intellectual clan. - He recounts what happened in the warehouse and details about the second mission. - So, we need a woman. Do you want to help ensure the safety and well-being of our intelligent kind? If you ignore what is happening, who knows – maybe your enterprise will also face a threat.

The Thief listened to Aristarchus, and then he got tired of listening. “Not bad,” the professional said with a mocking bow towards the novice. “I approve! But you see, here’s the problem… I don’t exist! I am elusive! No one knows about my presence here! Well, except for those who do know. I'm not an expert; I don't have a home here, and no one invited me. Today I'm here, and tomorrow I'll be with the fighters or the sufferers. The entire mountain range lies before me like in the palm of my hand. In other words, you greatly overestimate your importance in my eyes. And only I can return this lovely item to its owner. It is disadvantageous for you to spoil our relationship, not the other way around. So, fifty barter points, and that’s all there is to it. I consider the supplies as worth ten. I already spent them. And I wasn't going to take the blanket anyway. I have my own. A much nicer one. With Vardans.” The thief didn't plan on leaving his comfortable spot just yet. Not surprisingly! After all, Aristarchus was sleeping on a bed from the Super-Vardan furniture Factory, covered with a quilt from the legendary White Ratodon! Or maybe not... Aristarchus was sleeping on a regular, but still very comfortable and cozy bed.

Kikki thoughtfully looked Ida up and down. “Hmm. Well, you could certainly do it! I was looking for a handsome man and a beautiful woman. Things didn’t quite work out with the first one, but you would definitely fit the bill for the second. Please!” The girl beckoned her guest to follow. Behind the cages with the pets was a hatch, and beneath the hatch was a tall staircase. It led into a dark basement, from which strange sounds were already emanating.

Aristarch listened to the thief and then gave him Utar's diary, 4 crystals, and some potions, after which he pointed towards the door. "Get out of here! And forget about ever coming back! I would rather die in the mountains than deal with someone like you again..." From Aristarch's face, it was clear that he no longer wanted to see this man.

"Yes, on my way here, I passed by a bulletin board. I saw something similar."
"Well, what do I have to lose?" Ida shrugged. "It seems Utar didn't say anything bad about her. Maybe I'll gain some useful experience? And if I die there, that will be the teacher and parents' problem."
Ida had no idea what awaited her in the basement or what sounds were coming from there. How could she know? Her main life experience was based on what she gleaned from books. The girl was so tired these last few days that she just wanted to go with the flow. And here was an opportunity to help someone who seemed like a good person.

Aristarch listened to the thief and then gave him Utar's diary, 4 crystals, and potions, after which he pointed towards the door.

"Get out! And forget about coming back here! I would rather die in the mountains than deal with such a type again..."

From Aristarch's face, it was clear that he no longer wanted to see this gentleman...

The ways of the Mage Guild are inscrutable. Whether you like it or not, the storyline may force you into certain actions. Unless, of course, Ida finds the cub, and you can somehow come to an agreement with her without incurring Zai's wrath.

The ways of the Mage Guild are inscrutable. Whether you like it or not, the storyline can force certain actions upon you. Unless, of course, Ida manages to find the fox cub and you can somehow resolve things with her without incurring Zai's wrath.

I already said that I only accept "equal terms" with NPCs. And save your trolling for yourselves... This guy is going to be ignored from now on in any scenario... Well, if not, then so be it...

Kikki leads Ida into her dungeon. Contrary to expectations, it turns out to be very beautiful there. A real underground garden with many mountain and cave flowers. Among them is even a rather strange dark crimson flower of unimaginable shape. Several snow foxes run freely around. But who provides the light for all this splendor? In the center of the basement rises a huge blue crystal. Its pure radiance allows the flowers to live underground. And in the corner, on a small elevation, with a wonderful view of the entire garden, stands a bed. Two familiar warrior-scholars lie on that bed. For some reason, they are tied to their resting place. “Kikki! Goddess! You’ve returned!” exclaimed one of the warriors when he saw the two girls. The second only mumbled something happily through the gag in his mouth. “Forgive me for making you wait, my little ratlings,” Kikki said, nodding at Ida. “We have new arrivals here.” “Oh, Ida. And was it worth refusing if you were going to come here anyway?” Warrior-scholar 1 burst out laughing. “Join us! Kikki knows how to do SUCH things! It can't be described in words!” “Oh, you embarrass me, little ratling,” Kikki covered her mouth with her hand. A snow fox cheerfully runs up to the mistress of the dungeon and begins to rub against her legs.