*I'm going to sleep*
*I'm going to sleep*
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
Let's assume that Tiberius successfully reached the tavern, where he ordered food, admired the patrons, enjoyed the wonderful aroma in the establishment, and spent some time there.
*I'm going to sleep*
- Son, I know a merchant at our market. He'll pay well for this chain.
— Sector "prize" on the drum!! I offer you one hundred thousand.
— Prize!
— What is your pension? Small? I can offer you 120 thousand.
— Prize!
— 150 is my last word.
— Prize!
— Well, here is your jewelry.

"Talking to madmen? No, that's not for me."
Gordian wanted to turn around and leave, but then he changed his mind.
-- I was told that I could buy maps here.
— Ah, that’s very good. Maybe I’ll have time to stop by before the ship sails.
— How about a map showing the sea route from here to Lakelia? Do you have one?
Brutti sighed and glanced at the passage.
