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#1027
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and if after that, Sarael encounters someone from the crew
- Are you looking for the guy with the crossbow? - asked the sailor, mopping the floor near the cabins. - I think he went to the Palace of Tekura.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#1028
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Let's assume that Thanasius returned around the same time as Tiberius and Odd.
Noticing Odd and Tiberius, Thanasius walked alongside his companions.
- What a wonderful city, don't you think?
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#1029
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Gordian sat down on a comfortable chair at the counter.
- They break all the rules. The Dragon Clan holds all the other clans in the city under its thumb. They also have influence in the capital and some border towns. And they are probably listening to us right now! - he said in a whisper, then shouted loudly. - Hey, Dragon spy, why don't you suck my big dick?! Are you silent?! Well, fuck it! They say the dragons have really annoyed the bigwigs in the Order. And the Order's patience is not limitless...
-- Well, at least they didn't censor anything, -- Bruttius joked. -- I see. In that case, I'll sing something. I just won't drink wine – I'm not in the mood. Better to keep a clear head. But if I had some tea... -- Gordian remembered his "missing" herbal infusion. I wonder if those guys who confiscated it react the same way to poppy seed rolls?
- Are you looking for a guy with a crossbow? - asked a sailor, mopping the floor near the cabins. - I think he went to the Palace of Tekura.
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#1030
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-- Well, the main thing is that they didn't impose censorship, -- Bruttius joked. -- I see. In that case, I'll order something. But I won't drink wine – I'm not in the mood. Better to keep a clear head. But if I had some tea... -- Gordian remembered his "lost" herbal infusion. I wonder if those guys who confiscated it react the same way to poppy seed rolls?
- Order away, - said the tavern owner and ordered the slave behind the counter to serve Gordian, after which he left.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#1031
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- What a wonderful town, isn't it?
- It's simply a magnificent little town! - replied Tiberius, recalling the events of the day. - Especially the locals. As you can see, they even agreed to give away their swords for free. But at least there's a wonderful shop here with all sorts of potions and elixirs. *says the name*. I wouldn't recommend buying any experimental potions with unknown effects there, though. - he added. [If we happen to run into Sarael, I tell him the same thing, and regarding Bruttia, I say that I haven't seen him and have no idea where he's been.]

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#1032
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Bruttius asked about tea, trying to make it sound unambiguous (just in case). Plus, the food was relatively simple.
 

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#1033
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To his own surprise, Rayvelin discovered that he had fallen asleep again while reading T. Rion, whose unpretentious yet sharp style of expression was increasingly earning his respect. Stepping out of his cabin, he saw Tanasia, Tiberius, and Odd engaged in a discussion:
- Did I miss anything?
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#1034
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- Did I miss anything?
- No, nothing particularly interesting. You rushed out of that shop so quickly that I couldn't keep up. But we ran into Odd, as you can see. It's better not to walk around here alone.

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#1035
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- Nothing important, - replied Argyrius to Rayvelin, then turned back to Odd and Tiberius, - I understand what you mean, one slave girl tried to follow me. She said the city was too wonderful for her.
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#1036
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They say the city is too wonderful for her.
- The local "wonders" will send anyone to their grave...

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- And where is she from? - he asked, just out of curiosity.
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#1037
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- Nothing important, - replied Argirius to Rayvelin, then turned back to Odd and Tiberius, - I understand what you mean, one slave girl tried to follow me. She said the city was too wonderful for her.
- Very interesting. And will you now save her from the clutches of greedy slave traders, and then you will live together happily ever after? - Tiberius asked with a smile.

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#1038
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Bruttius inquired about tea, making sure it sounded unambiguous (just in case). Plus, the food was relatively simple.
Gordian was brought good tea and two pork chops with vegetables.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#1039
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- I didn't ask about your homeland, but judging by appearances, someone among your kin, - the warrior replied, - as for the plans, yes, there were thoughts about saving her. But there is one important detail - this slave girl manages a shop, a shop with a rather curious assortment. I hope you understand what I'm getting at?
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#1040
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-Even so, now it's really interesting. It's risky, especially if its owner is from some dangerous clan..., Tiberius mused. -But if it works, the reward will be quite worthy, if I understand you correctly, ahem.

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#1041
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- I didn't ask about your homeland, but judging by appearances, someone among you is one of your kin, - the warrior replied, - as for the plans, yes, there were thoughts about saving her. But there is one important detail - this slave manages a shop, a shop with a very curious assortment. I hope you understand where I'm going with this?
- This will be an interesting adventure. I'm in. You can keep the weapon; I and my pistol are fine.

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- I can't help but help a fellow tribesman...