Maiven Lightfoot (Arandor) Auto-translated

- Then let's go there, - replied Myven. - Is it far?

\\ and do I have a travel bag with me, some things, money?

I outlined the expenses in the first post. As for the bag, that's up to you; I don't need to describe every little detail. ;)
--No, not really.
And so it turned out. After about two and a half hours, Mayven and June knocked on the door of the first village house they came across. A short, stout man with a kind face opened the door.
--What are you doing here so early? -- he said in a hushed tone. -- My wife hasn't left yet; she'll notice, -- he looked more closely at the halfling and the yoru. -- Are you not from our village?

- Is it too early? In villages, people actually wake up earlier than in the city, - or did you mistake us for someone else? - asked the halfling. - Anyway, we wanted to ask about the monster. - Myven nudged his friend with his elbow.

--Yes, you must have heard the beast's nocturnal howls? Legends are told about it.
--Oh, so you didn't come to celebrate the holiday, -- the peasant said, disappointed. -- Yes, you know, it doesn't actually howl, but the sounds are just terrifying. It's been living here for three years now. And you know what? Sheep have started disappearing from our neighbor's farm. It's not normal for a sheep to just vanish. It must be the work of some monster, right!

- Hmm, that sounds familiar. I think I have an idea who might be hiding in this cave, - Mayven concluded. - By the way, what holiday are we talking about?

--Ten years since the opening of the "Life-Quencher" vineyard.
--I know this wine, -- June whispered in his ear. -- For the first two years, they wrote "Life-Extinguisher" on the bottle instead of "Life-Quencher," which was a more accurate description.

- Well, I was already getting excited. Maybe we should still visit this festival? The monster isn't going anywhere; it's been living here for three years. What do you think, June?

Jun's expression clearly said, "How can I possibly drink any more? I already feel terrible," but aloud he confidently said:
--Of course, why not.

- Sir, when will this festival begin? - asked the halfling to the man.

– When his wife goes to a friend’s for tea, – he replied in a conspiratorial tone.

- I thought it was a general celebration, for the whole village, but it turns out it's just some kind of gathering, - the halfling was disappointed. - Okay, then let's get back to the monster. Tell me, has anyone from the locals planned to find out what kind of beast lives in the cave, or has anyone wanted to hunt it?

-- Valerio, the shepherd, tried to sneak in, but he's a real coward. He saw some eyes in the darkness and ran away immediately. And no one else, are you kidding? No one would dare go in there.

- And where is his home located? We would visit him and ask a few questions.

--On the other side of the village, closer to Raselon. It's actually a pleasant walk; there are fields all around! Walk through the field, and you'll reach the forest. Their house is there.

- Okay, thank you. So, the cave is not far from his farm, right?