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I push past the guards leaving the tavern. There's a Barbarian. I approach him and ask: "Are you the Barbarian who participates in the Assassin and Ghost campaigns?"

Heh... An Elf...
"Wait..." - I reply to the elf... I grab a mug of the wine that was given to me... Heh... It seems the poison is getting stronger with the wine...
"Heh... Who am I?... Hrappa-drappa... I am me... Gugaga... I am a barbarian... Vaprool-lorpa-marop..." - the poison clouded my mind again...
"Heh... Apruka-mashruka..." - I mumbled and passed out for a moment.

-Hey, buddy, what's wrong with you?I looked at the barbarian and realized he was drunk. Okay, let's take Verdan to his room. - I said to Sage. -Wait! Don't you think this barbarian is acting the same way as the poisoned Verdan did? - I said to Sage again. Damn, I have to carry him to the druid again! -Sage, watch Verdan, here's a sleeping potion (1 piece). I'll go take the barbarian to the druid. Oh, damn! He's heavy!
-SOMEONE HELP ME CARRY THIS GUY TO THE DRUID?! CAN'T YOU SEE HE'S REALLY SICK?! HE'S POISONED! WE NEED TO GET HIM TO THE DRUID QUICKLY!!!- I shouted across the tavern.

"Almaren, let's put the search for Verdan aside for now! I feel Smock needs our help!", the necromancer's face clearly showed doubt... and I decided to present the most convincing argument: "He has one of the shards; if anything happens to him, we won't see the key anytime soon."

Meanwhile, Knight was already experiencing his third dream at the tavern table. All of Saruman's attempts, however, only led to the assassin's meaningless mumbling. "Hooooooooooold on. I found another way to let you gooooooo aaaaaaaway .Hoooooooooold on. You found another way to bleed my soul..." - the dark elf constantly muttered. "You keep your distance, I can't deny you...I've got the feeling, can't satisfy you........" - after that, the elf leaned on both hands and began to examine the tavern... He looked with wild surprise at Saruman, who was very angry with the young dark elf. "I'm going to walk around the city. Don't worry, I'll *hic* be back...". Knight got up from the table, pulled his hood over his eyes again, and with surprising agility walked through the drunken crowd towards the exit. Fresh air! Finally. It seems the assassin has sobered up. "Okay, where to go..." - Knight thought, but suddenly the guards passing by approached him...

I slowly began to regain consciousness...
"Wi-ne... drink..." - I mumbled deliriously...
"No... I won't give in... The Empire will not rule... freedom... barbarians... They will not surrender... death to the enemies" - I continued to mumble...

Little by little, I began to come to my senses...
"Wi-ne...drink..." - I mumbled deliriously...
"No...I won't give in...The Empire will not rule...freedom...barbarians...they will not surrender...death to the enemies" - I continued to mumble...

-Let's go. I know someone who can heal you. And we went to the druid. I supported the Barbarian so he wouldn't fall... After 2 hours, we arrived at the druid Bromnatrius. I knocked on the door...

Realizing that I wouldn't get anywhere with the Barbarian, I stepped away. An Elf approached him and led him somewhere...

...Meanwhile, unnoticed by anyone, I stopped at an inn in the cultural district of the imperial capital. The Paladin was heading here... Judging by everything, I arrived earlier: questioning the townspeople led nowhere, and that almost certainly means that someone named Inquisitor hasn't yet graced them with his presence. I decided to wait a bit...
Just now, I was walking down the street, admiring the architectural masterpieces (:) )...

We were sitting at a table in a quiet tavern when a barbarian stumbled in, clearly very drunk. He was followed by two skeletons and a dozen Elven Guardians, who quickly subdued the skeletons. Then, a strange man with gray skin appeared (I could have sworn he was an intelligent undead zombie), but he didn't show any aggression. He just asked the barbarian something, and when he didn't get an answer, he sat down at a free table.
As I watched him, Givi said to me, "Okay, let's take Verdan to his room." But wait! Don't you think this barbarian is acting the same way Verdan was when he was poisoned? Damn, I have to take him to the druid again! Sage, watch Verdan; here's some sleeping potion. I'll take the barbarian to the druid. Oh, damn! He's heavy!
"Okay," I replied to Givi, settling Verdan down again. He had noticed a bottle of wine on the next table and seemed to want to grab it.
Givi and the barbarian left. Then, a Mage-Elementalist approached me and Verdan. He introduced himself as Magnus from the Silver Cities and offered us help with our adventure. He was accompanied by another man, who didn't say a word.
"We'd be glad to accept your help," I said to Magnus. "But how did you find out about the amulet, and where do we need to hurry to?" I asked him.

- Well, we're glad to offer our help," I replied to Magnus. - But how did you learn about the amulet, and where do we need to hurry to?" I asked him.

I am a mage, after all. I had a vision. Verdan is in danger. He is being hunted. We saw a barbarian and a zombie; they are clearly not residents of Cyris Talla. And the skeletons. This indicates that necromancers are nearby. And the barbarian is most likely their accomplice. We need to save Verdan and the world. I suggest we move to my dimension. There, he will be able to recover. The exit from the dimension is in Al-Sahir. I know you probably don't trust me. But I ask you to trust us for the sake of saving

Sitting at the table, I remembered that this damn dwarf gave me some kind of amulet. I wonder what it is? I won't take it out now, just in case... I need to keep an eye on the Barbarian; I'll go in a minute.

Sage, please make a decision faster. With each passing second, the danger increases. Think about the innocent. Please decide quickly.

He's out. There they are. We're standing. We're waiting. We're watching.

- Well, it's not a bad idea, - I replied, - but we need to capture one more dark elf, the one who recently took the barbarian from here to the healer. So let's go catch him.

- Well, it's not a bad idea," I replied, "but we need to capture one more dark elf, the one who recently took the Barbarian from here to the healer. So let's go catch him.

We ran. But the main thing is not to fall into a trap. Take Verdan with you, if something goes wrong, we will teleport.