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You slightly overestimated the damage from the life drain ability: "Destroyer" should increase the life drain damage from 70 to 105, not to 115.

I made a mistake in the multiplication. Don't tell my math teacher. Okay, I'm going to go fencing now, I'll be back at 10 and post something. In the meantime, check out the profiles.

And where are the celestial beings?

The gods will be here tomorrow.

Starigrad-Seversky

So, a motley group of people, who were mostly strangers to each other, arrived in Dagoria, specifically in the city of Starigrad-Seversky, located in the northeast of Dagoria. They were destined (or perhaps not) to unite for a common goal and become a real, strong, and cohesive team. It was late summer, and the morning chill made the travelers shiver, most of whom were not yet accustomed to the local climate. From this moment, our story begins.
Starigrad-Seversky
Prince's Manor
The residence of Prince Elisar, the man whose actions led you to be here.
Tavern
Here you can drink, eat, and spend the night, as well as meet all sorts of people.
Fighting Arena
A place for traditional Dagorian sport – fistfights. You can bet on the winner, or you can fight yourself. You can encounter various opponents, from green beginners to true masters of fistfighting.
Market
A navigable river runs through Starigrad, so trade in the city is well-developed, and the selection at the market can be quite diverse.

Shrine
Half a mile from the city. The priest is unlikely to allow non-Dagorians, and especially non-humans, into the sacred place.

Wizard's House
Located somewhere in the forest. The wizard is quite tolerant of guests, and anyone can visit him.

Village
Two miles from the city.

Felina preferred to avoid large cities. But since she was already here, it would be wise to find out what was expected of her. The girl quickly tidied herself up and headed to the prince's audience chamber.

(let's all go to the Sorceress)

-Well, that's pretty much how it was. Alright, bye. - Allsvod waved to another random person, then, grabbing his heavy gear, headed straight to the prince.

(Let's go)
The werewolf girl hadn't been in the city before. Traveling through the forests, avoiding roads, she came across a solitary wizard's house and became interested in it.

- Professor, where should we head first? Should we rest or go straight to the prince? - Vassar asked Zim, looking around. The cities here seemed strange to him, as they were different from the ones he had seen in other countries.

I was just kidding, Mate.

Forget it, we're not going to a royal palace anyway!

- Are you tired? We don't have that much luggage, - the illithid thoughtfully surveyed the colorful architecture. - Imagine what a single spark of random flame could do in this, shall we say, "city." These people are either very stupid or very brave. Although one doesn't preclude the other. No, we won't rest now; we need to get to the "prince." He's the local ruler, and he has a "band" of thugs at his disposal who suppress any discontent with clubs and blades, in the beloved traditions of the local people. However, I don't see any harm in taking a look at what they're selling here first. The local gatherers like to brew various "potions"; maybe we can find something useful.
Market.

I don't feel like playing anymore. Hmm.

- Well... I guess I just got hungry, - replied the rat, looking a little embarrassed. - Yes, there's too much wood in the city, - he agreed. - Maybe they don't have ore, or they don't know how to process it?