Небо
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I decided to act while the inspiration lasted...
At this time of year, a large number of imperial citizens were vacationing on the beaches of the Mediterranean Sea. They enjoyed the gentle rays of the sun, the warm water, and simply the good atmosphere. The only thing that distracted them from their rest was the strange activity carried out by the military on the beach. Four soldiers were burying two others until only their heads remained sticking out of the sand. Two officers stood nearby and watched.
- Discipline. Have you heard such a word? – Kurat addressed the two buried soldiers.
- Yes sir! - the youths answered in chorus.
- And what does it mean?
- Uhhh...
- Meee, like a sheep! - Kurat mimicked one of the soldiers and smacked him on the head with a stick. – Shut up. Everyone knows what that word means. But that's not the point. The point is that discipline must come from within, not from without. The main problem with our army, despite all its successes, is that it is full of people to whom discipline was forced upon them. Discipline is not their essence; it is a foreign element. Such people can only become cannon fodder and nothing more. They will never become true warriors. They will remain mere pebbles that cover the empire's enemies by the ton. But they will never become arrows or crystals, striking the enemy in the very heart. The purpose of arrows and crystals in rifles and pistols is to kill, but you can build a toilet out of stones. Why are you here if this is not your essence? Money, glory, love for the motherland, do girls like the uniform? Anyway, what difference does it make? And this punishment won't change anything. I just enjoy throwing stones. Heh. Speaking of toilets. You will be cleaning them all next week. In the meantime, rest, watch the girls you were so eager to see—look how many half-naked ones are running around, enjoy yourselves.
The four soldiers and the junior officer standing nearby tried not to show their surprise at hearing such a long speech. Commander Kurat had always been characterized by extreme unsociability, own closedness, and silence. Behind his back, privates and officers called him the "Silent Ghost." Rumors circulated that he became this way after a concussion and shipwreck during a battle with pirates. Besides this, in the five years he has been teaching at the imperial military academy, he earned a reputation as an extremely unpredictable person. Sometimes he punished soldiers brutally for minor offenses, and other times he turned a blind eye to serious violations of regulations. Because of this, everyone feared him. For no one knew what to expect from the Silent Ghost. Furthermore, he did not like and almost never consumed alcohol, which caused wild bewilderment and incomprehension among the officers and soldiers.
- Commander, - the junior officer addressed Kariant. - Won't anything happen to them in the sun?
- Ah yes, cover their heads with some rags and water them occasionally with sea water. Otherwise they might die of heatstroke, and then I'll have a pile of paperwork to fill out and lawsuits from their mothers.
Kurat was the fourth child and only boy in the family of Count Tulcius Kariant, who received a small portion of the former lands of Beliad by the Mediterranean Sea after the capitulation of Nihon. From early childhood, Kurat dreamed of becoming an officer of the imperial fleet, sailing endless seas, fighting sea monsters, protecting honest citizens from pirates and other enemies of the Reimiya Empire. And despite protests from his father, who did not want his only son to risk his life at sea, Kurat entered the military academy and became an officer of the imperial fleet. Just as he dreamed in childhood. At first, everything went as planned. The young man enjoyed his work and intended to rise to the rank of Admiral. But at some point, something went wrong. In a short period of time, Kariant grew to hate almost everything related to military affairs and the fleet. The rules, the uniform, the orders, the officers, the soldiers, the ships, the fish, the sea. All of it irritated him and caused disgust. His own reflection in the mirror also caused disgust. Kurat hated the man on the other side. He wanted to strangle him with his own hands, drive a dagger into his heart, shoot him in the head. But he did nothing. No, he was not afraid of death; however, there was always something that prevented him from taking the final step. Spending many sleepless nights reflecting on himself, the Silent Ghost never uncovered the reasons why everything had become so loathsome to him.
To rid himself of at least a few hated things, at twenty-eight years old, with the rank of commander, Kurat decided to go teach military science at the academy. At the same time, unable to withstand his father's pressure, he married an aristocrat of Nihon origin, whose complex name he never remembered, produced several heirs, and settled relatively well on solid ground. In between drilling soldier-buffoons, Kurat read historical and philosophical works to distract himself from foul thoughts. He also liked to shoot at targets with a ceremonial pistol, which had to be customized for him at a high price. The "Golden Falcon" fit perfectly in the hand and shot extremely accurately. But after five years of such a life, he again thought about the final step...
Returning from the beach to his office, Kariant sat at the desk, took a clean sheet of paper, and wrote a resignation report. After that, he placed a chair opposite the window, sat down, and stared into the sky. Rubbing a black ring made of an unknown metal on the ring finger of his left hand, which he had taken from one of the pirates, Kurat thought of nothing. He simply gazed at the clouds, imagining himself as a cloud hovering over the earth and raining upon people.
Characteristics:
Strength: 15
Intelligence: 15
Will: 20
Agility: 20
Perception: 35
Wisdom: 20
Charisma: 5
Origin
Ackerwald
+4 to skill points.
Skills
Imperial Military Academy
+1 to health for each unit of strength, agility, and will.
+2 to movement speed.
Free basic combat skill.
Gunslinger (x2)
The character can use ephemeral weapons of the empire.
Officer (x2)
40% of charisma is converted into a bonus for the characteristics of characters subordinate to the officer.
Scout
+2 to stealth for each unit of agility.
Sailor
+80% to all parameters on a ship's deck.
One-handed weapons
+1 to accuracy for each unit of perception.
Parrying
The character can parry enemy attacks (accuracy).
Light Step
+1 to evasion for each unit of agility.
Equipment: "Golden Falcon" pistol; dagger; combat rapier; "Final Step" pistol; several health potions (if they exist in this setting); black metal ring; a certain amount of gold; map of the Mediterranean Sea; book by Reimiya philosopher Theor Nedoravil "Why It Is Better Not to Be Born"; playing cards with naked ladies confiscated from soldiers; a grim face.
I decided to act while the inspiration lasted...
Kurat Kariant
At this time of year, a large number of imperial citizens were vacationing on the beaches of the Mediterranean Sea. They enjoyed the gentle rays of the sun, the warm water, and simply the good atmosphere. The only thing that distracted them from their rest was the strange activity carried out by the military on the beach. Four soldiers were burying two others until only their heads remained sticking out of the sand. Two officers stood nearby and watched.
- Discipline. Have you heard such a word? – Kurat addressed the two buried soldiers.
- Yes sir! - the youths answered in chorus.
- And what does it mean?
- Uhhh...
- Meee, like a sheep! - Kurat mimicked one of the soldiers and smacked him on the head with a stick. – Shut up. Everyone knows what that word means. But that's not the point. The point is that discipline must come from within, not from without. The main problem with our army, despite all its successes, is that it is full of people to whom discipline was forced upon them. Discipline is not their essence; it is a foreign element. Such people can only become cannon fodder and nothing more. They will never become true warriors. They will remain mere pebbles that cover the empire's enemies by the ton. But they will never become arrows or crystals, striking the enemy in the very heart. The purpose of arrows and crystals in rifles and pistols is to kill, but you can build a toilet out of stones. Why are you here if this is not your essence? Money, glory, love for the motherland, do girls like the uniform? Anyway, what difference does it make? And this punishment won't change anything. I just enjoy throwing stones. Heh. Speaking of toilets. You will be cleaning them all next week. In the meantime, rest, watch the girls you were so eager to see—look how many half-naked ones are running around, enjoy yourselves.
The four soldiers and the junior officer standing nearby tried not to show their surprise at hearing such a long speech. Commander Kurat had always been characterized by extreme unsociability, own closedness, and silence. Behind his back, privates and officers called him the "Silent Ghost." Rumors circulated that he became this way after a concussion and shipwreck during a battle with pirates. Besides this, in the five years he has been teaching at the imperial military academy, he earned a reputation as an extremely unpredictable person. Sometimes he punished soldiers brutally for minor offenses, and other times he turned a blind eye to serious violations of regulations. Because of this, everyone feared him. For no one knew what to expect from the Silent Ghost. Furthermore, he did not like and almost never consumed alcohol, which caused wild bewilderment and incomprehension among the officers and soldiers.
- Commander, - the junior officer addressed Kariant. - Won't anything happen to them in the sun?
- Ah yes, cover their heads with some rags and water them occasionally with sea water. Otherwise they might die of heatstroke, and then I'll have a pile of paperwork to fill out and lawsuits from their mothers.
***
Kurat was the fourth child and only boy in the family of Count Tulcius Kariant, who received a small portion of the former lands of Beliad by the Mediterranean Sea after the capitulation of Nihon. From early childhood, Kurat dreamed of becoming an officer of the imperial fleet, sailing endless seas, fighting sea monsters, protecting honest citizens from pirates and other enemies of the Reimiya Empire. And despite protests from his father, who did not want his only son to risk his life at sea, Kurat entered the military academy and became an officer of the imperial fleet. Just as he dreamed in childhood. At first, everything went as planned. The young man enjoyed his work and intended to rise to the rank of Admiral. But at some point, something went wrong. In a short period of time, Kariant grew to hate almost everything related to military affairs and the fleet. The rules, the uniform, the orders, the officers, the soldiers, the ships, the fish, the sea. All of it irritated him and caused disgust. His own reflection in the mirror also caused disgust. Kurat hated the man on the other side. He wanted to strangle him with his own hands, drive a dagger into his heart, shoot him in the head. But he did nothing. No, he was not afraid of death; however, there was always something that prevented him from taking the final step. Spending many sleepless nights reflecting on himself, the Silent Ghost never uncovered the reasons why everything had become so loathsome to him.
To rid himself of at least a few hated things, at twenty-eight years old, with the rank of commander, Kurat decided to go teach military science at the academy. At the same time, unable to withstand his father's pressure, he married an aristocrat of Nihon origin, whose complex name he never remembered, produced several heirs, and settled relatively well on solid ground. In between drilling soldier-buffoons, Kurat read historical and philosophical works to distract himself from foul thoughts. He also liked to shoot at targets with a ceremonial pistol, which had to be customized for him at a high price. The "Golden Falcon" fit perfectly in the hand and shot extremely accurately. But after five years of such a life, he again thought about the final step...
***
Returning from the beach to his office, Kariant sat at the desk, took a clean sheet of paper, and wrote a resignation report. After that, he placed a chair opposite the window, sat down, and stared into the sky. Rubbing a black ring made of an unknown metal on the ring finger of his left hand, which he had taken from one of the pirates, Kurat thought of nothing. He simply gazed at the clouds, imagining himself as a cloud hovering over the earth and raining upon people.
Characteristics:
Strength: 15
Intelligence: 15
Will: 20
Agility: 20
Perception: 35
Wisdom: 20
Charisma: 5
Origin
Ackerwald
+4 to skill points.
Skills
Imperial Military Academy
+1 to health for each unit of strength, agility, and will.
+2 to movement speed.
Free basic combat skill.
Gunslinger (x2)
The character can use ephemeral weapons of the empire.
Officer (x2)
40% of charisma is converted into a bonus for the characteristics of characters subordinate to the officer.
Scout
+2 to stealth for each unit of agility.
Sailor
+80% to all parameters on a ship's deck.
One-handed weapons
+1 to accuracy for each unit of perception.
Parrying
The character can parry enemy attacks (accuracy).
Light Step
+1 to evasion for each unit of agility.
Equipment: "Golden Falcon" pistol; dagger; combat rapier; "Final Step" pistol; several health potions (if they exist in this setting); black metal ring; a certain amount of gold; map of the Mediterranean Sea; book by Reimiya philosopher Theor Nedoravil "Why It Is Better Not to Be Born"; playing cards with naked ladies confiscated from soldiers; a grim face.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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