You decide to choose an orderly life. Let your will be free from the influence of the mystical forces of the Dark Forest...

You consider his words. You would really like to maintain free will and you would like to exclude the mysterious influence of some powerful forest entities on your life.

You say: “Indeed, I think that these mysterious monsters from the forest are a danger... I would rather protect my life from their influence...”

Therefore, you take a step towards this strange elderly human male. You touch with your hand the small marble figurine of the tower.

At the moment of touch, the blue glow from the human's eyes sharply intensifies.

It's like a flash of light...

You don't see anything...

Suddenly you wake up.

You quickly look around. You are in your small cell in the Ravenkeep fortress. You are lying on the bed.

You think: “I dreamed some bullshit!”

An hour later you hear someone opening the door to your cell. To your surprise, you see, in addition to the two guards, a third person. This is some short old monk. His head is bald, his gray eyes are slightly watery, and he has a gray beard. He is dressed in a modest cloth cassock of a grayish tint.

Three persons are approaching you.

One of the guards says in a warning tone: “Don't move, half-orc! The monk will treat your wounds by order of Sir Vincent!”

The second guard grumbles dissatisfiedly: “I don’t understand why you need to spend such money on an ordinary half-orc commoner!”

The monk approaches you. You continue to lie on the bed. You feel pain in your chest due to a broken rib. The monk extends his palms to your chest. You notice that on one of the palms there is a small string with a pearl. The monk begins to pronounce prayer spells. From his palms comes a silvery light that envelops your chest. You feel goosebumps running through your body. You are shaking slightly.

The silvery light intensifies. The pain in your chest gradually subsides. After ten seconds, the chest pain completely disappeared.

You notice that the pearl the monk was holding has become tarnished and darkened.

The monk says: “I have carried out Sir Vincent’s orders. The healing of this dangerous chest wound has now accelerated. In a couple of days the rib will be completely restored..."

After this, two guards and a monk leave your cell. The camera is locked again.

Shortly before the monk left the cell, you noticed a medallion on his neck in the shape of a small light grayish tower.

This medallion reminded you of something...

You strained your memory...

The shape of this figurine of the tower on the monk's medallion was exactly similar to the marble figurine of the tower that you saw in your dream... The same figurine that your mysterious human interlocutor created in your dream...

The realization of what happened causes you to feel close to shock.

You think: “This means... That the Creator of the Towers Himself appeared to me in a dream! Divine patron of crafts, arts and architecture! Alaratos is one of the two main gods of the Church of Equal Brothers-Deities!”

You gradually comprehend what happened...

A question arises in your thoughts: “If I understand the situation correctly... That intervention of the god Alaratos prevented the influence on my life from some other deities... Mysterious Deities of the Forest Expanses... Perhaps these forest deities will try to take **** on me for not succumbing to them influence..."

Anxious thoughts trouble your mind.

You lie on the bed for a couple of hours.

Then, the guard brings you some food and water in a clay jug. You are having breakfast. And you are locked in a cell again.

After some time, you are called back for another interrogation.