Posts from Rotterdam Forest Spider (Morning)

“A vile traitor!” whispered the Sylvan.

Rotterdam kicked Silva in the face.

When the halfling approached the Sylvan, they exchanged pleasantries, and after Rotterdam's attack, the elf said something meaningful again, like "You will regret this."

Rotterdam kicked Silva again, hoping to make him regret it.

Sylvan couldn't stand such mockery and passed out.

- I'm not a cruel person, but... they won't give up easily, - Rotterdam looked meaningfully at Flame Fox. - They haven't been pacified for several decades; they will go all the way. We need to do something about it before continuing our mission.
He stood thoughtfully for a few moments and decided to search each Sylvan for valuables, weapons, supplies, and any clues.

Their weapons were fairly standard Sylvan blades: everyone had one. They didn't have any particularly valuable possessions (aside from their clothes, which weren't extravagant but were of good quality), but one of their companions, Rotterdam, found a sealed letter. The seal depicted a sun.

Rotterdam picked up a weapon, and from one of the Sylvan creatures, he took the boots that best suited him. "Well, the day isn't so bad after all; my own are completely ruined, so I can walk barefoot – I won't feel the difference." He put the letter in his pocket and held the blade to the throat of the unconscious elf. His hand trembled slightly, and he changed his mind, moving the tip to the elf's heart. He plunged the steel in cleanly and quickly. Without looking at anyone, he repeated the procedure again and again with each of the thugs.

– What are you doing? It’s… a bit harsh! – Flame Fox tried to stop him.

- It was cruel to mutilate me and leave me to die. I never killed anyone; I ran away and went to the ends of the earth, but they still found me halfway across the world after so many years. They won't give up. I'm sorry, but I'm tired of living every day in fear. I can't even close my eyes without seeing these horrors. If you don't want to continue the journey together, that's fine. After I repay you for your help, we'll go our separate ways. But for now, let's leave this place before these conveniently late representatives of the authorities arrive.
He shuffled away.

Flame Fox thought for a moment and followed him. --Alright, I can't just leave like that. We'll rely on luck and see how it all turns out.

On the way, Rotterdam remembered the letter, took it out, broke the seal, and read it.

The letter was addressed not to just anyone, but to one of the influential figures of the Haven faction (the faction's name was explicitly stated, while the names were "encrypted"). Apparently, the Sylvan faction requested financial and other support from the Haven faction.

Why is the inventory the old one? I looted enemies, though ((
"Okay"
Sylv continued his journey with Flame Fox.