Knights of Tezoth

Axel moves 1 down, shoots at Chonchonlia, misses.
Chonchonlia moves 1 down, shoots at Axel, misses.
Chonchonlia shoots at Axel from her position, misses.
Axel moves 1 down, shoots at Chonchonlia.
Chonchonlia takes (crit) 140-10=130 damage (-60/100).

Lord Axel von Himmel wins!

Next!

It's a pity that you're already married

Axel mogged Lester. 1:1

— Thank you for the offer, my lord, but acquiring scars for their own sake is not my goal. I do not fear them and I am proud of them, but I hold the opinion that everything should happen in its own time, otherwise it might devalue the stories behind them. Otherwise, there would be no living spot left on me long ago.

When Clockwork Orange Unbridled Violence lifted the bandage, Catharsis did not take fright. On the contrary, she examined the empty eye socket with interest, not forgetting to listen to the story accompanying the spectacle. The interlocutor's tale was grim, with no attempts to soften or embellish its content. Such cruelty was quite in keeping with the unflattering reputation of the ruler of Revanland and served as an extra reminder that one should not cross her path. Alaria also found the Revanlander's strange fixation on the maid's ears amusing — in light of his grotesque necklace, it was hard not to notice. The only question was whether Zedil wore such a necklace on his own initiative or whether it was yet another cruel punishment from his merciless mistress.

— Please accept my condolences, my lord. In each of our lives, sooner or later, situations occur when something inside us breaks and dies. When fate presents us with a lesson so tragic and searing into the soul that we learn it for the rest of our lives. It is sad that for you it took such a form.

- Fate has nothing to do with it. The blame for our suffering lies with the one who devised this wicked world, made us weak, and made the challenges of the flesh and the trials of the mind disproportionately heavy. -Zedil Mox bowed without much effort, yet still with practiced movements. - My lady, you have most charming ears. Take care of them.

Leaving that enigmatic comment behind, he left Catharsis alone and departed.

The parting phrase could be interpreted in many ways: a compliment, a threat, a warning, or perhaps some chimera of all three. Likely, yet another riddle of the day.

Left alone, the knight of Charming Ears headed back to her lord to start on her essay in relative peace and quiet.

The blame for our suffering lies with the one who devised this wicked world, made us weak, and made the challenges of the flesh and the trials of the mind disproportionately heavy.