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You need to kill Namkhai to become Namkhai yourself. That's what they did in the previous game. If you want to role-play, you should liberate them, regardless of your gaming experience or suspicions.
Although now I'm actually a bit more apprehensive about it. I forgot about that Necromancer. Oh well, whatever happens, happens. Hopefully, he's not such a pyromaniac and won't burn down our base.
-- I suppose you've learned a lot while being here? -- Caroline asked the last mage. Then she thought that, no, it's unlikely that one can learn anything in such a place, sitting in such a place. Could someone like Namgan? But the question had already been asked.
- You can't learn much within four walls. Want to try? You can try sitting in my place!
Below, Alorassvet managed to establish contact with only one prisoner. She looked quite cheerful and, before any questions were asked, offered to help with their work in exchange for her release.
The name "Asanmir" lingered in the half-elf's mind for a while until she finally remembered something that almost made her blush with shame – a person named Asanmir, like Namgan, had previously been a namkhani. Of course, he wasn't a first-generation namkhani, and her father had told her much less about him, but Dalia still felt awkward. Although, perhaps she was mistaken? Perhaps it was another mage with the same name and similar age?
- Excuse me, Mr. Asanmir," the girl coughed, "am I correct in assuming that you are the Asanmir who once ruled Mahotan?
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