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Welp i guess it works, to just write without worrying how to write.
- Once you've drunk it, it remains mainly to wait for the effect, if any... So, what are you doing at this end of the world? I have never seen you here before.
Hastar had been expecting this question. Now that his options had become exceedingly limited, a new one unexpectedly presented itself, probably better than any he had considered before.
- The end of the world? Where, then? - At that Xera raised an eyebrow.
- Well, in Xizruthtlil... - Hastar theatrically spat out the drunken broth and looked at the herbalist with astonishment.
- What is this... How is it possible.... I was recently in (...) . Are you sure?
- I'm not that old my dear, but indeed... It's a long way.
- With the right motivation," he raised his cup, "I used to wander a bit, but this is a bit of an exaggeration. The colleagues in the Central will not be be pleased - he added as if to himself.
- Oh? Are you from the Central? - she asked with much more interest.
- Ahh yes, I was supposed to come to (...), but as you can see I slightly missed my target - he added giving her a quick glance. - But this matter is a small one anyway, so there is no hurry haha.
- You don't have to worry about Central here, everybody has already forgotten
about us - saying this she took an empty cup from Hastar and disappeared in another room.
