e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
No, your cop can't draw conclusions. Are you walking around with the guards, or are you trying to run away? х)
The tavern was nothing special. The only thing noticeable was the smell of fish. There weren't many people. A stout, gray-haired man stood behind the counter, observing the patrons.
The other hopefuls looking to earn some money (besides Ment) went through a similar procedure, and each of them ended up with a contract bearing Lutiel's signature and seal.

After successfully signing the contract, Tanasii decided to head to the city forge. If the task was indeed dangerous, he needed to prepare accordingly.
Next to the forge was a shop selling everyday goods.
Simple one-handed sword (x5) - 23,430 coins.
Simple two-handed sword (x3) - 29,332 coins.
Large two-handed axe (x3) - 30,190 coins.
Worn plate armor (x1) - 35,520 coins.
Worn chainmail (x1) - 28,445 coins.
Sarael orders breakfast for himself, and at the same time, asks the man if he can tell him anything about Luti'el and other people who have appeared in the city recently.
Worn plate armor (x1) - 35,520 gold
--Not a twirker, but a Creator... The Creator is great and almighty, however, although I am sure that he is capable of creating as many so-called "hammers with fire" as he wants, it is meaningless. It is unlikely that the One needs a hammer with fire, or any hammer at all.
→ Kyk directed his steps towards the "Fishermen's Bridge".
- No hammer?! Forget it! - the boy waved his hand and ran away.
Bruttii sniffed his fingers. "Just ordinary tea. Are they playing a trick on me? Or is everything so bad that tea has been banned in the country?"
-- Alright, let's go. As I said, I'm not in a hurry, although you could have told me what's going on.
Was he the only candidate for accepting the true faith? Weren't there several?
The selection in the store, to put it mildly, did not impress Tanasia. However, it would have been strange to expect anything else. He didn't buy anything and instead headed to the alchemist.
- Lutiel? - the man asked again, sending one of the waitresses to fetch food. - Yes, he's been here for quite some time. He trades in everything. He's involved in transportation. He has many ships. Besides you, I've seen another religious charlatan among the newcomers. Probably from Northseptime. He was walking around, telling stories about his creator. If it weren't for the order, their inquisition would have wiped out half the residents long ago, - he said with a smirk.