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I arranged a meeting place with Smoke, and we went there....

Here we are, meeting at the agreed-upon location.
"Oh, it's been so long since we last saw each other... How are you doing? How's your mood?... What adventures have you had?"

"And don't ask who teleported us here without our knowledge... and now we're here, right in the thick of things, as they say. What are everyone's plans for the near future? Personally, I'll be fighting for the demons in any case."

"Hmm... I'm really happy for you, but I have to leave... Yes... Here, take the shards, but be more careful next time!... Find the fourth one!... You must..."

"You don't trust your brother... Well... Then know this... My name is Smok..."

Sorry for my distrust, life has taught me to trust only my blade.... My name is unknown, as is my childhood, but everyone calls me Jeek or just Jack!.........
Listen, Smok, I haven't eaten in a long time... maybe we can go to some tavern and you can tell me about this place there?

"Well, let's go to the tavern, you can relax there..."

I woke up in some grove; after the battle, I was very tired and fell asleep on the way to the camp. I noticed that my left hand landed right in a cluster of rotten mushrooms, and it was itching badly. "Great! Now I'll be suffering all day!" I thought and headed to the stream to wash my face...

*We said goodbye to the surprised and frowning werewolf.*
Well, boys, don't you want to see a real camp and a real commander?*The little elves rejoiced, but one said that they first want to take me through the forest and show me all the "sights."*Okay, fine, fine...*I agree, but then I'll ask them more about their father; could it really be that elf????:smile07: Oh well... then I'll take them somewhere to grab a bite to eat; they're probably hungry.*

Hmm... Well, I need to go...
"My friends... This is Jeeek, meet him, and this is Adelaide, and this is Saruman... Well, meet them... I'm going," I said to my companions as we entered the tavern... I left the tavern and headed back the same way...

Here I am, back at the camp... I wonder where Lin is... Well, it's evening now... She'll be here soon... I went back to the forest and sat down by an oak tree... Hmm... What to do... I started thinking about something...

*Returning from a long walk, I and the guys didn't even notice that evening had fallen. So, we decided to go to the camp; I'll leave them there, let someone take care of them. I have a lot of things to do... So, I left the guys and went back into the forest. The wound was still hurting; I needed to find something or someone warm-blooded... But then, I saw my old acquaintance. I approached and greeted him.*

"Hello, hello... What did you do today?"

Yeah, these elves and dwarves really don't know how to drink. So what if the wine was strong and ancient? That's no reason to get so drunk that you leave a guest all alone. And besides, there's no one to talk to. Return to the city? To hell with it—straight to the horned demons. I'd rather wander around here, through the camp.
I step out of the tent and bump into a dwarf rushing inside with a report on the empire's troops.
- Stop, where are you flying off to?
- Right here, a message for Verdan! An empire detachment is heading this way!
- The empire, you say? Now let me have a look at your report...
The dwarf hands over the scroll; I glance at it and inconspicuously add a few words (this is where the skill of magical calligraphy came in handy—no one will even notice).
- Well go on, deliver your report. Only you won't find anyone sober in that tent. If I were you, I'd take it to your commander first.
(the words added by me: "According to scout intelligence, the imperials are coming to destroy the dwarf camp in order to subjugate them").

I was hanging out with the kids who attacked you! They're so funny! But where did you disappear to?

"I had to run out quickly on important business... You say the kids are fun, so why didn't you bring them with you?"

I was still sitting in the tavern, thinking about today's meeting... "for the first time, I met a Barbarian... maybe he knows something about me?... maybe he does???..." - my life is a pursuit of the past and an avoidance of the present! I want to know: "Who am I? Where am I from? My past is unknown to me... who will help me learn about it?"...