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I'll go to the right... and always to the right so it's easier to find my way out.
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
You're looking for diaries, but you find nothing, only a battle can show what was here, and demons aren't very interested in writing treatises; arrows, all the demons were killed by arrows, there must have been snipers here, an ancient order of elves that was resurrected by the elven kings as a tribute to tradition.
Actions?
You walk by and see a shield, but it's being used as a table. Elves, what are they doing?
I'll hide and try to pretend to be a forest spirit and say that I'm cursed... although it probably won't work, they're not trolls after all...
Oh, it seems the food has spoiled again, and the voices are starting to appear.
No, the food seems to be fine, or maybe not. I heard a voice too.
Well, to hell with the voices, why did we even set up a picnic?
That's logical.
They continue their picnic.
I'll place a bottle of wine nearby and some mushrooms to attract their attention, while one of the imps steals their shield...
Heh, wine, mushrooms,
Wait, we have work to do, and after drinking wine, we'll deal 1 less damage, => they'll chop our heads off, so let's continue the picnic