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It was snowing, and there were few people on the street.
Two young guys sat down,
Hiding their hands inside their sleeves.
— Brr, it's so cold, — one of them, the shorter one who looked noticeably larger due to his excess weight, fidgeted and chattered his teeth, — Ryosuke, let's go home already.
— If you want, go ahead, — his companion replied curtly, also suffering from the cold.
— Ugh... Ehh... — Instead of following this advice, the second guy stayed put, but only to continue complaining about the circumstances. — You know, every winter I regret being born in this mountain town; it’s probably colder than in Raizyu!
— I noticed that; last week you said the same thing, Jiro. And a year ago too.
— ...
— ...
While the two sat around thinking about something, an unfamiliar figure appeared from the door of the store across the street. The elegant beauty was definitely a foreigner, but what caught the eye even more was her snow-white hair like falling snowflakes and very light clothing for such weather.
— How can she not be cold in such frost...? — Jiro's eyes examined the stranger with great interest.
— Who knows? Maybe she isn't human at all.
— Come on now…
— What? You shouldn't expect anything less from foreigners.
— That... Uh... Well, you're exaggerating; there are good foreigners too. For example…
— Only those foreigners who don't leave their holes are good.
— ...
— ...
While the two were in an awkward silence, the white-haired beauty headed towards the nearest hotel. Jiro's gaze followed her greedily until her silhouette disappeared from his field of vision.
— Ryosuke…
— Yes?
— When I die, I want to be between these legs... Or under them.
— Idiot.
A few hours later, a merchant arrived in town from Moria. His goods were very rare in this isolated town, so everything sold out quickly. Fortunately, the two guys had been waiting for him for a long time, so they were first in line. Ryosuke bought cigarettes as requested by his father, and Jiro bought books about ephemeral technologies and adult magazines.
The next day, Ryosuke went to the city administration building. There he usually took jobs that matched his highly specialized skills.
— Ah, little Ryosuke, welcome! — The head of such a small town wasn’t too busy, so he could afford to greet guests personally. He knew Ryosuke well, as did Ryosuke know that the old man never failed to tease the young man.
— I want to find out if there is any new work for me, — he said after respectfully greeting the old man.
— You're just in time! A new request came in this morning, — the optimistic mayor handed the guy a document.
"Job: escort to the city of Orion, located near the capital of Akkerwald.
Payment: 500 Larian rummies."
*****
After another redistribution, three dozen soldiers were assigned to the third division of Orion – "Lumen". All of them had to leave headquarters immediately and go to the joint camp of "Lumen" and "Fenrir", recently built somewhere on the territory of Brightwind. Alaria Doran was appointed temporary leader of the detachment.
On their way to the camp, an unfamiliar creature appeared on the path of the squad. No one noticed its appearance on the horizon, so the encounter with it turned out to be unexpected and... very short.
— Vori da loradar! — The stranger exclaimed at the same time as he swung his unusual sword. A strong wind knocked the soldiers of Orion off their feet, and then the ground beneath them cracked, and they rushed down. Most of the squad lost their lives immediately, but others were luckier.
Knichad receives a fractured rib
Initiative is equal to 1
Accuracy and evasion are reduced by half
Knichad receives a concussion
Willpower and endurance checks are reduced by half
Siverfal receives a fractured rib
Initiative is equal to 1
Accuracy and evasion are reduced by half
Siverfal receives cutting wind
Damage to the character from any source increased by 50%
Alaria receives cutting wind
Damage to the character from any source increased by 50%
Illurin receives cutting wind
Damage to the character from any source increased by 50%
Knichad and Lysander are surrounded by cliffs and ravines; the path can only be seen to the south and east.
Tylen and Siverfal are surrounded by cliffs and ravines; the path can only be seen to the south and east.
Alaria is surrounded by cliffs and falling rocks; the path can only be seen to the west.
Illurin is surrounded by cliffs and ravines; the path can be seen to the north, east, and west.
Two young guys sat down,
Hiding their hands inside their sleeves.
— Brr, it's so cold, — one of them, the shorter one who looked noticeably larger due to his excess weight, fidgeted and chattered his teeth, — Ryosuke, let's go home already.
— If you want, go ahead, — his companion replied curtly, also suffering from the cold.
— Ugh... Ehh... — Instead of following this advice, the second guy stayed put, but only to continue complaining about the circumstances. — You know, every winter I regret being born in this mountain town; it’s probably colder than in Raizyu!
— I noticed that; last week you said the same thing, Jiro. And a year ago too.
— ...
— ...
While the two sat around thinking about something, an unfamiliar figure appeared from the door of the store across the street. The elegant beauty was definitely a foreigner, but what caught the eye even more was her snow-white hair like falling snowflakes and very light clothing for such weather.
— How can she not be cold in such frost...? — Jiro's eyes examined the stranger with great interest.
— Who knows? Maybe she isn't human at all.
— Come on now…
— What? You shouldn't expect anything less from foreigners.
— That... Uh... Well, you're exaggerating; there are good foreigners too. For example…
— Only those foreigners who don't leave their holes are good.
— ...
— ...
While the two were in an awkward silence, the white-haired beauty headed towards the nearest hotel. Jiro's gaze followed her greedily until her silhouette disappeared from his field of vision.
— Ryosuke…
— Yes?
— When I die, I want to be between these legs... Or under them.
— Idiot.
A few hours later, a merchant arrived in town from Moria. His goods were very rare in this isolated town, so everything sold out quickly. Fortunately, the two guys had been waiting for him for a long time, so they were first in line. Ryosuke bought cigarettes as requested by his father, and Jiro bought books about ephemeral technologies and adult magazines.
The next day, Ryosuke went to the city administration building. There he usually took jobs that matched his highly specialized skills.
— Ah, little Ryosuke, welcome! — The head of such a small town wasn’t too busy, so he could afford to greet guests personally. He knew Ryosuke well, as did Ryosuke know that the old man never failed to tease the young man.
— I want to find out if there is any new work for me, — he said after respectfully greeting the old man.
— You're just in time! A new request came in this morning, — the optimistic mayor handed the guy a document.
"Job: escort to the city of Orion, located near the capital of Akkerwald.
Payment: 500 Larian rummies."
*****
After another redistribution, three dozen soldiers were assigned to the third division of Orion – "Lumen". All of them had to leave headquarters immediately and go to the joint camp of "Lumen" and "Fenrir", recently built somewhere on the territory of Brightwind. Alaria Doran was appointed temporary leader of the detachment.
On their way to the camp, an unfamiliar creature appeared on the path of the squad. No one noticed its appearance on the horizon, so the encounter with it turned out to be unexpected and... very short.
— Vori da loradar! — The stranger exclaimed at the same time as he swung his unusual sword. A strong wind knocked the soldiers of Orion off their feet, and then the ground beneath them cracked, and they rushed down. Most of the squad lost their lives immediately, but others were luckier.
Knichad receives a fractured rib
Initiative is equal to 1
Accuracy and evasion are reduced by half
Knichad receives a concussion
Willpower and endurance checks are reduced by half
Siverfal receives a fractured rib
Initiative is equal to 1
Accuracy and evasion are reduced by half
Siverfal receives cutting wind
Damage to the character from any source increased by 50%
Alaria receives cutting wind
Damage to the character from any source increased by 50%
Illurin receives cutting wind
Damage to the character from any source increased by 50%
Knichad and Lysander are surrounded by cliffs and ravines; the path can only be seen to the south and east.
Tylen and Siverfal are surrounded by cliffs and ravines; the path can only be seen to the south and east.
Alaria is surrounded by cliffs and falling rocks; the path can only be seen to the west.
Illurin is surrounded by cliffs and ravines; the path can be seen to the north, east, and west.