Edevran Samuilovich

We dedicate this post to our dear chief of the expedition, Edevran Samuilovich. However, he is unlikely to read it - he does not read our blog out of principle.

Perhaps this is the only one Human Alv, who could quietly be indignant at the fact that students were digging bare-chested - not because it was cold, it was windy, they might catch a cold, etc. - because it did not correspond to his ideas about, I quote, “the aesthetics of the composition of the excavation.”

It was Edevran Samuilovich who was the one who swore at us with words that both people and the elders of antiquity hardly knew - but he was also the one who (I suspect, using the same expressions) managed to achieve that our salary was increased by one and a half times.

Edevran Samuilovich is the character whose sophisticated and graceful appearance hides the spirit of an old-school boatswain. Or even a whole ensign.

And also, Edevran Samuilovich - if it suddenly happens that you still read this post, I will remind you once again: no, in principle, Gearts do not need clothes. Even for those who do not have wool, perhaps some kind of jacket in severe frosts. Even if you scream, even if you beg, I will never put a shirt on myself.

Come back quickly, Edevran Samuilovich, we miss you.