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Arandor
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- Was it the spheres? - the elf asked the mage, nodding towards the corpses and skeletons. - But how?
- Oh, my friend, you are curious. I can only say that the spheres draw out all the life from a creature, to the last drop. This darkness, - the mage shifted his gaze from the travelers to the large sphere. - This is what life really looks like. A black abyss of suffering, pain, despair, hopelessness... we take it all for ourselves...
He smiled friendly again.

Added 4 minutes ago
Ple-Sen
When he was alive, did Modain look like this?
Like this


Count Orlov
Quint simply nodded.
"Damn theatrical," he muttered.

Modain lowered his head, as if staring at his own feet. Then, with a sudden movement, he grabbed his chair, threw it at the wall, and slammed his fists on the large wooden table with such force that it cracked.

- Find the elven scum who burned down my theater! - the raven roared, its eyes flashing red, and the bird suddenly cawed and flapped its wings. - Alive! I need that carrion alive!

Modain looked at the assembled again. The empty eye sockets and skull showed no emotions, but it was not difficult to guess how the events had affected Ragdras's emotional state.

- You are dismissed! Quint, stay.

Added 6 minutes ago
Heroist
"I wonder how similar these dwarves can be in character." - thought Felian.
- I won't forget - he said goodbye to his old friend.

Did they let me into the city? Do I need to exchange money there or something?
Sky
Another, a dwarf, was throwing a small axe at a target, roughly made from pieces of wood. Felian had met him during his service. He was a cheerful fellow and sometimes invited Felian to celebrate Legion Day. And the third, a huge orc, was swinging a huge two-handed sword. Felian was not familiar with him. Not far from them, next to a large box, stood a young girl.
Felian hadn't even reached the city gates when a girl with a box ran up to him.



- Welcome to Axoth, Master Felian! Donate to the city's reconstruction! Those who donate 1 Axoth or more will receive a city map as a gift!

Ask the woman about the money.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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