What a misfortune! I sat down to rest and found myself in a brothel. Yes, elf, so what? Well, on the run, anything can happen. On the contrary, it’s good in a brothel - no one will find it. The main thing is to hold on and not... It’s too late, I’m already in trouble. The governor's guardian got himself into an adventure. And his nickname is so reassuring - Lord Deadman! If only the elf himself were normal, like in a good fairy tale, but even here there is one nuance...