I arrived in Erdvald two days ago. With the same disgust as always, I used a trick to get into the city. In letters Pitre mentioned that at the gate he encountered thieves, because I prefer to enter on foot, wrapped in a cloak. From the side I might seem a simple pilgrim, or a modest farmer, and this is exactly the effect I wanted to achieve.
I'm not mistaken.
Light of the law leaves too many shadows in this city. As soon as I approached, I was stopped several grinning men in ragged uniforms, on which is immediately obvious - the former owners, it is no longer needed.
I knew that their greed will be my ally, and laid them before a large knapsack on his back. Surely it would make me an ideal target. And it's true - they even have distracted from trying to rob some woman, barely noticing me. Small victories like that warm my frozen soul.
- Whoa! - Shouted one of them. - Open the bag check!
I silently stopped. My silence was a trap into which they were not slow to fall. Others around me, and as soon as my head reached for the knapsack, I pushed his hand away. This made them a surge of fear, which they quickly hid a nervous laugh. These crooks obviously not accustomed to resist.
"Well, in prison it!" This is what I sought - to entice them with familiar territory. I grabbed my elbow and dragged him to the nearest alley. This was my chance.
Pulling hidden under the cloak of a sword, I threw them on his righteous anger. The rest I'll write tomorrow. Today I will spend in prayer.
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75-Day Month-Hunter, year Avatsin 719 th
I arrived in Erdvald two days ago. With the same disgust as always, I used a trick to get into the city. In letters Pitre mentioned that at the gate he encountered thieves, because I prefer to enter on foot, wrapped in a cloak. From the side I might seem a simple pilgrim, or a modest farmer, and this is exactly the effect I wanted to achieve.
I'm not mistaken.
Light of the law leaves too many shadows in this city. As soon as I approached, I was stopped several grinning men in ragged uniforms, on which is immediately obvious - the former owners, it is no longer needed.
I knew that their greed will be my ally, and laid them before a large knapsack on his back. Surely it would make me an ideal target. And it's true - they even have distracted from trying to rob some woman, barely noticing me. Small victories like that warm my frozen soul.
- Whoa! - Shouted one of them. - Open the bag check!
I silently stopped. My silence was a trap into which they were not slow to fall. Others around me, and as soon as my head reached for the knapsack, I pushed his hand away. This made them a surge of fear, which they quickly hid a nervous laugh. These crooks obviously not accustomed to resist.
"Well, in prison it!" This is what I sought - to entice them with familiar territory. I grabbed my elbow and dragged him to the nearest alley. This was my chance.
Pulling hidden under the cloak of a sword, I threw them on his righteous anger. The rest I'll write tomorrow. Today I will spend in prayer.
Raben