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- Not bad.

- Then let's go and take a look around the city.

- Well, that's it. Rest in peace, Mark dal Karen. May Elysea help you. He spat and walked towards the campfire. Sitting down on the sand, he looked at Ilaria. - How are you doing, girl? I see you've been through a lot. Expeditions are no joke; many things can happen. Sometimes people disappear on them without a trace, and even their families don't know what happened to them.

- Well, how are you doing, girl? I see you've been through quite a bit. Expeditions are no joke; many things can happen. Sometimes, people disappear without a trace, and even their families don't know what happened to them.

- It's no worse here than in Nevermore.

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To the surprise of many, Belanor decided to go along the coast rather than through the forest. The journey turned out to be long and took a little over an hour, but the good thing was that their path was free of any dangers.
- This is the port, - the leader of the group said, - also known as the first level of the city. In the past, everyone who could afford to pay for their ship's stay in the port was allowed here. And it was here that people went through the identification process, after which they were given access to other levels. - As the group walked through the city, they could notice numerous bloodstains all around, but no corpses were seen. - Horus, Tarvitz, and Nova will come with me to the identification center; meanwhile, the rest should explore the shipyard, the warehouse, and the tower that grants access to the second level. There is also a hotel, a bar, and a restaurant here, but they are unlikely to provide us with any useful information at the moment.

- Enough resting, it's time to get to work. - Belanor approached those sitting by the campfire and surveyed them and everyone on the beach with a stern look. - The city won't inspect itself. Kenneth, Saria, Nova, Conrad, Gervais, Radimir, Tarvitsy, Horus. You're with me.

Revan is helping that guy in the forest! Or is Belanor also under hypnosis...?
Question for the GM: did we help the victims there, or is there more work to be done?)

I don't see anyone around, am I right?

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Or is Belanor also under hypnosis...?

Exactly, that guy wants to divide us and pick us off/kill us one by one.

Question to the GM: did we help the victims there?

Well, kind of.

I don't see anyone around, am I right?

Yes.

- I've never been here before, but something feels off. Everything looks very suspicious. Where are the people? Why is there no one around? Maybe we should stick together? - Tarvitz said to Belanor.

"It's strange that Belanor didn't send me with the scouting party, along with Ilaria and Maria. But that's for the best."
Having finished her tasks, Agnet approached Maria and Ilaria.
"It seems we've been left alone. I think this is a good opportunity to move away from the shore a bit; I saw something interesting in the forest. I think Belanor will be pleased when he comes and sees that we haven't been sitting around doing nothing."

- Perhaps. During my three days in Nevermore, I faced mortal danger three times; now, it's only once every three months at sea.
He chewed his lip.
- I kept wanting to talk to you while we were on the ship, but I couldn't find the right moment. And after today, I realized that such a moment might not come again, - Amos gathered his thoughts.
- Has your current master told you anything about the expedition he participated in three years ago? It was an expedition into the wild lands. I also participated in it, as did Agnet Dal'Lang, Khorus Harn, and a few others - not all of them survived to the present day. Your father was also there, Kelenor. However, certain problems arose during the expedition: our leader, Mearef Silverknight, a representative of the company that organized this journey, was poisoned with an unknown poison. He held on for a long time thanks to the skills of our healer, until the perpetrator finished what he started with steel. A thorough investigation revealed that it was your father. He said that he was working for Tyler Ironfall; that he had failed some important mission, and Ironfall gave him a choice: kill Kelenor, and send his family, that is, you and your mother, to be sold into slavery, or Kelenor would sabotage this expedition. He had some kind of score to settle with this company, I don't know. And he obviously chose the second option. Shortly before his capture, Kelenor first tried to frame one of our group members, and then attacked him, miraculously not killing him, and tried to escape. In short... I killed him. The circumstances demanded it. I've been carrying this trinket with me ever since, - Selig took out Kelenor's medallion and handed it to Ilaria. - I told you everything without embellishment; you are old enough to judge for yourself, and it is better for you to know the whole bitter truth.
He got up from the sand and brushed himself off.
- Funny... - added Amos. - Despite all this, your father saved your current master from a deadly trap during that expedition.
And he headed towards the captain, without looking back.

Oh, I almost forgot about Amos. Never mind.
Hearing what Selig said, Agnet was surprised.
-- Wait, is that Kelenor's daughter? She's been with us all this time? Wow...

- I've never been here before, but something feels wrong. Everything looks very suspicious. Where are the people? Why is there no one around? Maybe we should stick together. - Tarvitz said to Belanor.

- Of course, something is not right. That's why we're going to inspect the city, and to do that before nightfall, we'll do it in groups.

It's strange that Belanor didn't send me on a scouting mission with the others, just like Ilaria and Maria.

He didn't want to burden his group with us. A cripple, a girl without her two-handed weapon, and Maria and Ilaria just don't look like they'd be very helpful on a dangerous mission, as in the end, they might cause more harm than good. Well, at least from one person's perspective.

You might expect all sorts of reactions from a girl like Ilaria to such a story, but not such a calm one. She listened silently to Amos's story and accepted the medallion without any extra emotion. Perhaps in the last few years, she had time to consider all the options, and therefore, the truth didn't surprise her. Or maybe she simply became colder as a person during that time.
The captain, as before, lay on the soft sand, basking in the sun.

-- It seems we've been left alone. I think this is a good reason to move away from the shore; I saw something interesting in the forest. I think Belanor will be pleased when he comes and sees that we haven't been sitting here idly.

- Interesting in the forest? Agnet, you have a fever, you're delirious?- Maria placed her hand on the girl's forehead, then unwound the bandage, moistened it with a herbal mixture, and handed it to Agnet.- You clearly overworked yourself today! No wonder, I can barely stand on my feet myself.
Come on, Ment, other options!

A cripple, a girl without her signature two-handed weapon,

and a drug addict chilling on the beach.

- Something interesting in the forest? Agnet, you have a fever, you're delirious. - Maria placed her hand on the girl's forehead, then unwound the bandage, moistened it with a herbal mixture, and handed it to Agnet. - You clearly overworked yourself today! No wonder, I can barely stand on my feet myself.

A bit of a strange reaction, considering it was said in a relatively neutral way.)
-- Maria, there's a key there! -- Agnet replied. -- We can replenish our supply of fresh water and have a drink ourselves. Come on, after months of seawater, I think we all need that.

What should be the reaction to "LET'S GO, LET'S GO TO THE FOREST"?

- Maria, there's a spring there! - Agnet replied. - We can replenish our supply of fresh water and drink ourselves. Come on, after months of seawater, I think we all need that.

- Well, alright... if you insist...- Maria didn't have the energy to argue, especially since she really wanted to wash her face with clean water after finishing the work.