Divine Journey

Meanwhile, after discussing something with his companions away from prying ears, May heads to the market in search of healing supplies.

Night x)

Liz, maybe you should wait until morning before you start shopping? :)

- I think it's a good idea. We need to explain the situation to the client; he seems like a reasonable person and won't refuse extra money for a quick and easy job. I don't even think he'll try to pull any tricks; he's a very respectable man and has no need to risk his reputation, especially since he already has a good income, - Siegfried wanted to continue, but hesitated for a few seconds. - I think it would be better if you or Mr. Morgan negotiate with him. You both... look more like decent people, especially after a haircut and shave, haha.

- I like the way you think, my friend. And the humor too, - Hostor smiled. - Morgana and Lei Lan should better not show themselves too much. I'll just do one thing and borrow something from you, Siegfried...
Redram sat down and quickly scribbled a few lines on a blank sheet of paper torn from a notepad. Then he borrowed a fake mustache and beard from a nix, similar to his previous appearance. Having finished the preparations, the mage found a room in the tavern marked as the owner's room and began to knock loudly.

- It's unlocked, come in, - a voice said from behind the door.

Finding nothing at the market at that time of day, May returned to the Raven’s Gate and resumed discussions with his companions.

Redram entered the room and locked the door behind him. "Good day, sir. I apologize for intruding on you at such a late hour, but I desperately need your help," Hostor said, frowning in distress, and sat down on a free chair. "My group and I went hunting in the Black Forest for a hydra. You must know about it. But at the last moment, when the monster was defeated and we were collecting evidence – the creature's eyes – we were attacked by a group of people. Some vagrants, completely unlike decent people. We had to scatter and retreat. I fear that the accomplices of those people are also in the city, and soon their team will want to prove that they killed the hydra. And I am a danger to them, because I can accuse them of the attack!" The mage angrily hit his fist on his knee. "You are our only hope, sir. You are a local, well-known person; you will not attract attention. I beg you – take the eyes and this letter to the 'White Ravens,' and give it to someone who can sort things out. When you return with the reward, I will give you two hundred gold. I implore you!"

- How despicable! - said the innkeeper with disgust in his voice, - to attack brave heroes who dared to fight the monster! Don't worry, I'll help you.

lol. Last night, a stranger came wearing a fake mustache and beard, and the owner believed him. Even though he's never seen him before.

- Thank you, sir, - Hostor put as much admiration as possible into his voice. - You are saving not only me. In this letter, I have outlined all the details of what happened - I hope the knights and guards will help apprehend the scoundrels. I only ask one thing - please leave early. If the bandits receive the reward, they will disappear, and I will have no proof, - Redram sighed in annoyance and continued quietly. - Here is the letter and a bag with the eyes. And please, don't talk to anyone about this until the letter is delivered. If the scoundrels find out... I won't be able to bear it if something happens to such a kind person as you... I will meet you in the main hall, by the counter.

Lawful -50

- My health is a concern for me. If you can heal me, I'll join you on an expedition through the labyrinth.

Thorium, let's get started!
- What specifically about your health are you concerned about? - Fang asked patiently. - I need to know how to treat you.

- Someone used some kind of spell on me, using magic. My whole body aches.

Quite an unexpected turn of events!