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Verdan's memory had long been restored, and now he walked with everyone, accompanied by paladins.
- This... how do I put it... Magnus. And what key were you talking about when we were near the tavern? I don't seem to have any key with me.

Machete, along with the paladins, burst into the palace, engaging in battle with the guards. The paladins were somewhat surprised by the unexpected ally, but an ally is an ally. One of them cut down a swordsman who was sneaking up on you from behind. Towards the end of the battle, you saw one of the paladins, the one who stood out with his black cloak, bending over the emperor, who was kneeling on all fours.

GvozD
- Go into that room. The Seer is good, but he's constantly under the influence, so please excuse him.

Entering the designated room, I saw a gnome:confused: (why a gnome? On the other hand, why not a gnome?) in a haze of smoke, next to a hookah larger than himself:D, trying to draw something in the air with a wand. "I wonder if I can even learn his name, or is he completely out of it:rolleyes:? " "Good day, my name is GvozD, and I am a... traveler, and I need your help. I am looking for an elf named Novizard. If you tell me where to find him, I will reveal elven secrets about intoxication, so that what you have in your hookah can be enhanced a hundredfold by adding a few ingredients;)."

- Oh... a guest has arrived... Sit down, guest... Now we will take a look into the fu-u-uture (howls like a phlegm-filled cough)! - The dwarf inhales another puff from the hookah, looking into the crystal ball lying in front of him... - Heh, a cool future...

Don't keep me in suspense, get to the point, where can I find it? I think to myself, "Looks like the dwarf is more powerful than I thought."

-Hey, you're in a party with an assassin, a ghost, and two mages, right? A dwarf hired me to help you.

"You see an assassin, a ghost, two mages here?...I don't!..." - I reply to the necromancer...A dwarf...Another dwarf...Damn...Well...Let's see what this necromancer will say now...

- Yes, it's somewhere nearby... near the territory of... territory... territory... Well, nearby the dwarves and elves. Right here. - he pointed with his finger at the smoke from the hookah; it reshaped itself into a map of Ashan, and the place where the dwarf pointed turned into a point somewhere between the territory of the dwarves and the elves.

GvozD approached, sketched a map on a piece of paper, because his memory hadn't been great lately. He leaned over to the gnome and, trying not to breathe on him, whispered the recipe for a potent concoction that always got elves high (that's why they were always so cheerful). "Goodbye," GvozD said quickly, then left and went to look for the elf.

We ran through the city streets, striving to avoid an encounter with the guards. Sar and Knight raced ahead; apparently, the assassin had already scouted all the secret passages.
Almaren and Adelaide lagged slightly behind; a purchased horse was supposed to be left somewhere nearby. Ah, there it is, by the hitching post next to the tavern. Almaren leaped onto it, and the weightless Adelaide positioned herself just in front. And they rode toward the city gates, striving to make it before the guards closed them.
Lucky! They slipped through at the very last moment. The guards were so surprised they didn't even have time to fire (especially since most of them were running around the city).
Where now? To Mistgard? But Smoka must be found, and Sar and Knight shouldn't be abandoned either.
I take the amulet. "Sar, Knight, where are you? We are leaving for Mistgard. Let's meet at that clearing in the forest where we parted last time!"

I see those two (the paladin and the emperor)... Moving between the corpses, I crouch down and approach them...

"Do you see an assassin, a ghost, 2 mages here?... I don't!..." - I reply to the necromancer... A dwarf... Another dwarf... Damn... Well... Let's see what this necromancer will say now...

-They aren't here now. But you were with them before. The dwarf said that you were in Cyris Talle, and you were there as a lone barbarian. This can't be a coincidence; otherwise, why would the mages try to kidnap you?

-They're not around anymore. But you used to be with them. The dwarf said you were in Cyris Tal, and you were the only barbarian there. It can't be a coincidence; otherwise, why would the mages try to kidnap you?

"And there might be more barbarians in Cyris Tal... and they might want to experiment on me..." - I reply to the necromancer.
After a moment, I say:
"Well... you're right, but I came to Cyris Tal alone... Or maybe they're there too, but I came to Cyris Tal on my own... And by the way, who are you?"

-I, Eric, am a death knight without a horse. So, shall we go find your local buddies? By the way, what's your name?

"Well, Eric... So, you're a Knight of Death... You can call me Smok... We'll find a way... And where should we go next?" - I replied to Eric.

I need to think about it... let's go back to Cyris Tall, maybe they have something there... and what's your objective?

"Heh... May I ask, where are they..." - I say to Eric and step back a little.
Here's the amulet... I hold it in my hand and, picturing Ada, try to start a conversation:
"Well... Hello, Adelaide... How are you doing... And where are you?..."