You are regaining your strength after a battle with a ogre.

When you see your enemy's vulnerability, you feel a surge of violent battle rage. You swing at lightning speed with your two-handed battle axe. Due to your frenzied desire to crush the enemy's body, your mind is not even aware of the exact number of blows you have dealt.

What is clear is that there were many of these blows.

You don’t understand how much time has passed when the veil of rage disappeared and you were able to look at reality with a calm gaze again.

You see the body of your defeated enemy. You are examining this dead ogre.

The huge lifeless body of this most dangerous creature lies on the ground. This dead ogre's body looks absolutely disgusting. There are many large lacerations on this body, large wounds from cutting weapons, and wounds from crushing weapons. Some parts of the ogre's body are a vile mess of bloody meat and crushed bones. Streams of this ogre's dark and hot blood slowly flow from his wounds. The dark blood of this monster soaks the ground.

You see the body of one of the young caravan guards, which lies near the bushes at a distance of about 9 meters from the dead ogre. You remember that in the battle the ogre managed to hit this young guy with his huge wooden club. It was probably because of this powerful blow from the ogre's club that this young caravan guard was thrown 9 meters to the side and was no longer able to participate in the fight.

You moved a little closer to the body of this young guy. You looked closer and you realized that this guy had nothing to worry about anymore: his neck was broken and twisted in an unnatural direction. So, your caravan has losses: one of the caravan guards was killed by an ogre. You feel sad because of the realization that this young guy, who until recently was a simple peasant and lived in some remote village, will never again be able to enjoy the warm summer sun and enjoy the cool spring breeze.

You remember how you tried to teach this young caravan guard basic sword and shield techniques.

You feel a vague sense of guilt that you failed to train this young guy as best as possible, you failed to prepare this young guy for battle and teach him the skills that would allow him to survive in battle.

You hear the dwarf Belknab loudly say, "We reacted quickly to the appearance of that big fat fucker! Good job! We only lost one of the guards. You could say we were lucky. Usually a shit-headed ogre like that can kill about ten fighters before anyone can crush the knees of this vile creature!"

You see the dwarf Belknab looking at you. He probably noticed the sad expression on your face.

Dwarf Belknab tells you: “Don’t stand still, Ulkin! Throw sad thoughts into the inferno! **** awaits each of us and we are approaching it with every second of our lives. Therefore, all sorts of sad thoughts are just useless crap! A worthy person should simply carry out your duty or die trying to fulfill your duty. Better do something useful! We need to stop, eat treat our wounds, and bury our dead guy! Let's get to work!"

You sighed and began to follow the instructions of the dwarf Belknab. The caravan stopped for a rest. You, along with several other caravan guards, dug a grave near the bushes. You then buried in the grave the body of the caravan guard who died in the battle with the ogre.

After that you ate a little.

You then decide to talk to the elf merchant, whose name is Traeliorn Venxina. You took your bag, which contained the magic ring. You walked towards the elf merchant's tent.

You entered this elf's tent. You saw him look at you with frightened eyes. You could guess that the elf was very scared due to the unexpected attack of the ogre.

You ask this elf: “I would like to know if you have the ability to recognize the properties of a certain magical thing?”

In the elf's eyes, fear was replaced by an interested gleam.

He smiled a little and told you: “I have some abilities in the field of assessing the value and properties of magical objects. Of course, my abilities are far from the highest level of magical competence, but I can try to help you, Ulkin. What specific item are we talking about? "

You take out from your bag a ring that was given to you by the human women of the aristocrats of the city of Teinlund.

You carefully place this ring on your palm and you extend your palm towards the elf Traeliorn.