It would be better if we immediately chopped up those drow into okroshka! I told Semyon: don’t swear! He didn't listen to me. And Vlad Belokryl (that’s me, if anyone doesn’t understand) won’t give bad advice. So what now? We wandered across the surface of the earth, climbed mountains, galloped across steppes and sometimes even flew. And now, if you please, climb underground to lead a messenger from one drow to another through the caves of the gnomes. What a challenge! And this despite the fact that the gnomes are kind of allies to us, and the drow are quite the opposite. But the oath is not a bird. If the elf has sworn, then he will have to, which is typical, fulfill his oath. And we, his friends, cannot abandon our friend. This is what we proceed from...