About the book: year / My mother told me that stealing will not lead to good. Not only did the gnomes almost kill him, but he couldn’t resist and grabbed an obviously magical stone... in an abandoned temple. Now I’m suffering with seven roommates in my head. And it would be nice if there were some kind of spirits, any priest would get rid of possession, but it’s better not to meddle with the priests with THESE. Help, they will help, but radically, but I still want to live…