Posts from Sliirr from the Quickhand clan (Ple-Sen). Auto-translated

Nodding, Sleer began to execute his cunning plan. Inspired by Udi-Lar's example, he started searching the slums for homeless children. Those who would be willing to do dirty work for a crumb of bread.

A little girl was running down the street, selling newspapers. Nearby was a manhole leading to some basement; it's possible there might be another child down there, considering the customs of this city.

Sliirr glanced around and, making sure no one was paying attention, headed towards the basement.

Opening the lid, he saw a boy inside, munching on a piece of bread.

- Hey, kid, interested in a job? - Sligirr addressed him without any tact.

– Oh! – said the boy. – Udi-Lar doesn’t allow me to talk to strangers! And Udi-Lar also doesn’t allow me to say that I know Udi-Lar, – he said, frightened.

- Sllirr knows Udi-Lar. And Sllirr wouldn't mind some help," the goblin tried to reassure the boy. He took out one of the crabs and began to wave it back and forth in front of the child's face, "You help Sllirr and don't tell Udi-Lar about it, and Sllirr will give you this excellent crab. But that's not all, if you bring a couple more friends to help, you'll get a second crab absolutely free!

– Is it free? – The boy pondered. – Can I bring my little sister? And will you give her a crab?

- If both of them help Sleurr, they'll only need to break a couple of windows and distract the guards for a short time. And both will get crabs, - the goblin paused for a moment and started counting on his fingers, - three crabs. More children - more crabs.

"Okay," the boy said happily. "Hey, Bella!" he called to the girl selling newspapers. "Come here!"
Bella shoved a newspaper into the hands of a passerby and, after receiving her rightful penny, hurried into the basement.

- Alright, kids, you and Sleurr are going to Cere's house now. You'll break a couple of windows and distract the guards while Sleurr sneaks into the house. You'll get one crab right away and two more after Sleurr returns. Not a word to Udi-La. Agreed? Can you distract the guards? Run away from them, tell a sad story, or find some other way to keep them occupied for a while?
As he explained his plan to the children, Sleurr felt like a leader, giving orders to his tribesmen. And, damn it, he liked it! If he were the leader, that mage wouldn't have been able to kidnap anyone!

– Got it, – said the boy. – Got it, – confirmed the girl. When they approached the house that Udi-Lar had described, it was already dark. The house was opulent, as described. The windows were beautiful, clean, and perfectly transparent, with carved frames; it was almost a shame to break them. But the children didn't care, and without waiting for instructions, they happily began their work.

Meanwhile, Slırr ran around the house from the other side and began to observe the actions of the guard.

A gendarme named Thomas, stationed at a nearby post, couldn't sleep. He dreamed of a wedding and the clinking of glasses, and his bride was a toothy chinchilla (a special, toothy breed of chinchilla that bites very painfully). He woke up in a cold sweat and, after confirming that the glasses were still clinking, muttered a curse and turned over to the other side, falling asleep more soundly this time.
The children continued to pound on the windows, leaving only the frames intact.

- Sllirr overestimated the city guards; they are even lazier than the village guards. Sllirr is starting to like this city, - commented the goblin on the absence of the guards.
Deciding not to waste time, he went back and, climbing into the house through the window, said to the children:
- For now, stay here. Sllirr might still need your help. If Sllirr doesn't return, tell your descendants about him.