Posts from Rotterdam Forest Spider (Morning) Auto-translated

- Khhhhrrr, - Rotterdam began, making an indefinite gesture in the air, but then fell silent. He didn't know how to properly summon crows, so he approached himself. - There you are! I was starting to worry. Look what these long-ears did to you. They really enjoy this. But don't worry, we'll heal you, and you'll be flying like a young bird again, climbing a mountain in three seconds. He carefully took the bird in his hands and returned to Flame Fox. - See? We'll have to put a cast on it now. By the way, on the stairs, I did encounter people who were looking for you.

--Yeah, that was predictable. Well, I'm glad you found your friend; now I need to find mine... Could you tell me if the stables are in that direction? -- he pointed with his hand. In reality, the direction wasn't quite right, and because of the city's large size, it could be a fatal mistake.

- Perhaps not. That road will lead you to the waterfront. You need to go that way. I'll take you there, - Rotterdam glanced at the halfling. - But I hope you'll take on a more standard appearance. Maybe we'll come across some healer along the way. Well, we'll see. Let's go. Rotterdam gently stroked the feathers of his bird and asked: - So, how are you doing? What happened? - he addressed Flame Fox. - Do you happen to have any breadcrumbs left?

--Unfortunately, there aren't any left, and regarding what happened: the raven ended up in the place where you found it now, having walked there; I don't know from where, -- he thought for a moment. --Alright, you're right about the appearance, -- and he put the distinctive clothing in a bag.

- Then let's get going.

Soon they spotted the stables. The building was located next to the military area and was well-guarded by soldiers.
--Alright, it's time to come up with a plan!

Rotterdam was horrified. - Maybe... just go in and take it? It's just a stable.

--From the military stables, where the patrol can only allow in its direct superior and individuals who have been previously agreed upon? Although, -- the halfling propped his chin with his fist. -- Perhaps the simplest plan is the best?

- Well... They're soldiers, how smart can they be? You could, for example, get a uniform...

–No, no, no, I can get you a uniform, but the epaulettes… And again, they have strict regulations. But here’s what I can do,” he said, confidently heading towards the stables. At that moment, an explosion rang out in a tavern nearby (of course, it wasn’t the tavern where Rotterdam and Flame Fox were staying). The number of people on the street increased many times over, and the soldiers near the stables stepped back from their post to see what had happened. The half-elf shrugged and waved for Rotterdam to come over.

Rotterdam approached.
- I assume you were just joking about the plan.

– That was my plan. To approach and see what happens. You know, it often works, – and he entered the stable.

"Crazy"
Rotterdam waited for him at the entrance, monitoring the situation on the street.

A few minutes later, Fox burst out of there, and not on his own two feet, but riding a gray, dappled horse. Two stable hands were chasing after him.

Rotterdam didn't know what to do – whether to try to jump onto the horse while it was galloping, or run after it, or just stand still. In the end, he made an awkward movement, waved his arms, and almost fell to the ground.
"Well, now you'll have to look for him, you idiot."
- Did you remember the direction? - he asked the raven. - Let's go find him before he disappears completely. And then I'll find someone to fix you.