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Guys, we're getting confused. Crabby wrote that his character approached the bartender ("Daar, who had overheard the entire conversation between the bartender and the customers, decided to finally intervene."). But Revan understood it as Daar approaching Vincent (with Hostor and my Faelvir standing nearby), and now Vissi is writing as if Daar went to the bartender after all. :)

Oh, well... never mind!

Fang smiled cheerfully and replied to his interlocutor:
- The search isn't progressing because I arrived in this village only about forty minutes ago. I'm not so foolish as to search for treasure on my own," the celestial being smiled and sat down on a chair next to Matthias, thinking that now it would be appropriate. "I came to this tavern to find companions. I am a healer, and not one of the worst. I think many here would not refuse my help.
Fang folded his hands and looked around the tavern again, then turned to the mercenary again:
- And what is your combat specialty?

"A healer...," Matthias thought to himself, "yes, a healer is perhaps the best option."
-My specialty? Well, let's just say I can handle some types of cold weapons, quite well, perhaps.
-Forgive me for being tactless, but does your help come at a certain price? Is it a share of the loot, or just a certain amount of coins?

Nael stood up from the table again and walked over to them.
- Hello, people. My name is Nael, and I think we have something to talk about.

are you talking to us?

No way! I don't even know what to write anymore! Lags, lags, demons!!11

Added 7 minutes later
Well, Crabby didn't seem to mind that Daar approached Vincent specifically, since he responded to Revan and so on. So, Vissy, fix it! Or you can go to Tox and Zu, but describe it somehow, because Daar invited Nel to go with him.

are you talking to us?

I approached you.

Klov, are you an idiot? I approached them, explained everything, and that's it.

So, you abandoned your wild kin! Okay.

- Hi everyone. My name is Nel, and I think we have something to talk about.

-Really? - Coldreyn narrowed his eyes, - what is it?
"The young elf immediately aroused serious suspicions in Matthias. Fragile in appearance, she is certainly not defenseless."

Klov, are you an idiot? I approached them, explained everything, and that's it.

Daar was just inviting you to approach Vincent. So, logically, I thought you should have gone to them.

Lucius inspects the Temple.

- I don't think you came here just to look at the ruins. - Nell placed an empty mug on the table. - You're looking for something special, but lone wolves are unlikely to find anything more than a pleasant time in a ditch, with their throats slit. We could combine our efforts.

Klovologika

Where does your group hang out?

almost everything in the tavern

- I don't think you came here just to look at ruins. - Nell placed an empty mug on the table. - You're looking for something special, but lone wolves are unlikely to find anything more than a pleasant time in a ditch, with their throats cut. We could combine our efforts.

- I highly doubt that's a perspective I'd consider, so you should offer something more enticing if you're planning to join us, - Matthias replied calmly.
-For example..., - Coldrein paused, greedily eyeing the elf's body, - sharing some information with us, - the mercenary finished the sentence and, feigning indifference, turned away, as if his interest in the girl had suddenly vanished.

The local terrain, with its gentle hills and scattered patches of forest, painted a simple pastoral scene, while the sun continued to diligently melt the horizon. An imperial carriage, kicking up clouds of dust, approached a crossroads. "...Finally, we're here," Aaron muttered to himself, turning to retrieve his belongings from the carriage. "You are dismissed, soldier." "But sir, how will you reach Deepwell alone? Besides, the roads are quite dangerous now." "Did I hire an assistant or a legionnaire?" May smirked. "Go on, I said. This is a fairly settled area. Besides, I plan to visit the local Ziggurat first. I heard a garrison of Duke Wilfried is stationed there." "Do you trust that man, General Card?" "Not particularly," May said, wiping the dust off his sword. "Soldier, did you even see where we were going? I almost died three times in a wyvern's maw! Everything here is hidden under a thick layer of roadside dirt!" "I apologize, sir." "Never mind, what was I talking about? Oh yes, my gut tells me that I shouldn't expect any help from the Duke. He's known as a greedy man, willing to kill his own mother for a gold tooth. I wouldn't be surprised if he was the one who spread the rumors about the treasure." "But in that case, wouldn't it be an even bigger surprise if the treasure actually exists?" "That's true, but in any case, I have to check," Aaron continued after a pause. "I think it would be wiser to gather a team of free travelers who visit the local village. But first, I'll go to the camp; maybe I can get some information or equipment thanks to my rank." "Is there anything you want to tell the legate before you leave, General?" "No, I don't think so. Except that I have safely arrived for the mission. As I said, you are dismissed, soldier." "Yes, sir! Good luck on your journey." While May was arranging his equipment in the most convenient way, the carriage had already disappeared behind the nearest hill. "At least I'm grateful that they didn't give me another idiot as a driver. Now I hope the gods grant me a worthy team," he said, and with a corresponding bearing, he set off towards the ziggurat. Location: Ziggurat, camp of the Selenite Empire Tasks: Find the person in charge, negotiate possible support

- I highly doubt that's a viable option, so you should offer something more appealing if you intend to join us, - Mathias replied calmly.
- For example..., - Coldreyn paused, eyeing the elf's body with a predatory gaze, - sharing some information with us, - the mercenary finished the sentence and, feigning indifference, turned away, as if his interest in the girl had suddenly vanished.

- Yeah, right, as if every body lying in a ditch is on a journey solely for that purpose. - Nel smirked. - I wonder what kind of information you expect from me?
Nel sat down next to her.
- This Deepwell is a disgusting place. - The elf took a sip of the beer brought by the owner. - It seems that introducing oneself to people here is not in fashion, as if they live in a cave.
The girl looked back and pointed with her finger at the people she had noticed earlier.
- See? Barbarians from somewhere in the mountains, I don't know much about them. - Nel snapped her fingers. - Do you think they came here to buy a couple of... apples? Or something else that this hole has to offer?
The huge warriors were talking loudly and drinking strong ale as if it were water; their table was covered with empty plates and mugs.