"What's wrong with that eye?" she asked Umraz.“I don't know, ma'am, he's a passenger, not from the crew.“I was born like this,” Tobius explained in good melodic Scandi, “with cat eyes. It's not a disease, it's a mutation.The warrior furrowed her brows.“Don’t breed on Ora,” she said rudely, “we don’t need such deformities for nothing. Although such a frail youngster like you, hardly anyone will like it.While the wizard was tall and broad-shouldered, the woman was a quarter of a head taller than him, and even slightly broader in the shoulders, so it made good sense to think that way.“I won’t,” the wizard smiled, not at all embarrassed.Having received the duty, the Orians went home, and the lodars opened the way for the schooner to the port.“This is where our paths diverge, wisest one [A common man's address to a magician in Dimoris.],” Tomeh Belza said with a sigh, walking along the pier, “or what?“Disperse, brother Tom,” Tobius nodded.- Have you changed your mind? Perhaps you

A troop of female warriors cordoned off a nickel around the gate, guarding ten bulky, low-sleigh covered sledges. Huge white deer with long hair were restless in the teams. Most of them sported not yet so large, but new horns that had already grown in order in the spring. The animals exhaled clouds of steam and constantly moved, trying to keep warm, although in addition to their native wool, they also wore thick woolen blankets. The men climbed into the sledge, arguing loudly about who would sit where, on two rows of seats facing one another. Balakhas Erdevind and Mongo Buschenglaf chose the most comfortable sleigh, as it seemed to them, and let only their closest relatives inside. It seemed that over the past time, these two had become friends in some sense, although they arrived on Ora in search of the same treasure, which could not be divided in half.Accompanied by a convoy of five dozen reindeer riders, the sledge caravan moved further north, to the halls of Jofrid's horsemen, in

“How cold it is here… I don’t understand how they can live on this cursed island! However, this is not so important! I was able to get to Cardenwig without incident, had to look away from these women, hide and steal food, but I still got there! However, you can’t stay here: the old woman has eyes everywhere, and they are already looking for me! I'll try to collect food for the journey - I need to run! Now just west. On Ora, inhabited by people, there is nowhere to hide an entire library. If you're reading this, then you've made it here too. Be careful! The best thing to do is run now!”Tobius bit his lip thoughtfully as he reread the message. If his predecessor hadn't perished here, then he had gone further... west? Coming out from behind the stag, the wizard looked towards the chamber.The gates of the banquet hall were wide open, and half-drunk suitors walked out of them, accompanied by the Orians, in clubs of warm fragrant steam. They walked with songs and laughter, stomping loudly

“I picked her up, that means a deer, pulled her out, and she attacked me with a dagger!” Well, I drove my forehead into her cheekbone. And so our love began.- It's very romantic!“Yeah, whistle more,” Yorman smiled, “suddenly I’ll believe it!” I'm not a local fool who sighs at the thought of a strong woman, behind whom is like behind a stone wall! I was a Reeve, and they called me Martan until they called me an Orian and named Yormen. Leave the romance for my sons, who squeal like young brides at the sight of horsemen's warriors, ugh, muslin kitchen peasants!Yorman was clearly not delighted with the way his sons had grown up, although he loved them.“Sometimes I feel like I’ve done a lot myself…”“You can’t say for you,” the wizard hastened to assure, “if I met you at home, I would try to bypass you, away from sin.”“Uh-huh, and here I’m exactly the damned cook, while my fool goes on military campaigns and squeezes herself there with her subordinate women, deviant wiggle-tail!” Yorm

Camaront froze at first, and then his brain finally realized that he was dead, and the beast fell heavily onto the stones. His body swayed for a long time to the screams and howls of his relatives. They were not very upset by the death of the ruling king, and the applicants almost immediately began to redistribute the territory. They tried not to pay too much attention to the little wizard.Tobius drew a ritual knife from its scabbard, twirled it between his fingers in an old habit, and approached the huge carcass. It took a long time to peel off a strip of skin and wade through a thick layer of fat, the magician even sweated and undressed to the waist to make it easier to work. He ate some warm fat along the way - and soon he was butchering the meat of the defeated beast. The magician baked pieces of red tenderloin on magical fire, sprinkled with spices, which he carried with him in abundance for some rituals, and for the first time in a long time he ate his fill of hot food.Already