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-- He left? How – he just left? And without a word?!
Waldemar is sulking as usual, but everyone can see that the only thing bothering him is a hangover. He grimaces from nausea, grabs his trusty flask, and, overcoming the urge, takes a couple of significant swigs.
-- Well, I promised to take a walk around the square. Ehhmm... to clear my head. And in the evening – to the bar! To the Mirai bar! And whoever joins me is a hero!
Despite all these grand plans, Waldemar didn't move from his spot. After ordering the slaves to help him get dressed, an hour later he finally got up and, alone, went for a walk around the city, choosing Lin's forge as the first place to visit.
Waldemar is sulking as usual, but everyone can see that the only thing bothering him is a hangover. He grimaces from nausea, grabs his trusty flask, and, overcoming the urge, takes a couple of significant swigs.
-- Well, I promised to take a walk around the square. Ehhmm... to clear my head. And in the evening – to the bar! To the Mirai bar! And whoever joins me is a hero!
Despite all these grand plans, Waldemar didn't move from his spot. After ordering the slaves to help him get dressed, an hour later he finally got up and, alone, went for a walk around the city, choosing Lin's forge as the first place to visit.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers