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While Odlid, filled with disgust and depression, was "trying on" the new acquisition, Stefania just shook her head:
— Are we seriously about to run around the area with the severed head of a local creature?
Realizing she wouldn't get a sensible answer anyway, the girl just sighed wearily and continued:
— And what's next? Are you going to try your second blade on its lower, uncut part? Or shall we look around and explore the dwelling of this horned lady?
- Strange words are spoken through your lips, I have no such preferences, but I'm curious to know — where do such ideas come from in your heart?
— Given recent events, anything can be expected from you! Literally, I no longer know what else you could do to surprise me.
- Surprise is better than boredom. The party explores the surroundings and the dwelling but finds nothing useful or noteworthy. It was a genuine dead end.
That's how you vacuum the map with Reven if he's stingy with loot and throws all sorts of injuries around.
What about Odlid's OD? Do I need to rest for him to use the head, or what?
— Don't forget to put on the armor, — Stefania snorted one last time.
While the party explored the surroundings, the girl wrote a short chronicle of this brief battle:
Ikazkan Expedition. Reconnaissance mission. Day ???
Participants: Stefania Valentine, Knight of the Wind, Eugene Grimm, Knight of the Rusting Soul, Odlid, Rgoktex, Makarena, Manka
Continuing the reconnaissance mission, our party stumbled upon a structure where a pale horned woman lived, with bright red eyes, pointed ears, and red tattoos on her face (or were those scars?). Makarena made an erroneous assumption, but this creature had no wings. Rather, it was some new, unknown species to us. In any case, upon seeing us, this lady turned out to be aggressive and had no intention of conversing.
While this lady was preparing to attack, our party acted swiftly. Eugene wounded her with his magical trinket, after which he gave everyone orders to act. Makarena and Odlid tried to provoke the creature toward themselves. Manka healed Makarena's wounds. And Rgoktex and I each fired once, dealing fatal wounds to the horned one.
In her final moments, she managed to let out some kind of special death cry, which made some feel ill morally and others physically.
Note 1: after the shriek, Eugene went mad, Makarena lost the ability to speak coherently, Rgoktex suffered a fracture, Manka was struck by an existential crisis, and Odlid and I fell into a gloom.
Note 2: after the battle, Manka, at Eugene's request, revived the horned one, after which he immediately cut off her head. Another shriek, and now Eugene also coughs without stopping. The head, endowed with magical properties, was given to Odlid as a shield by the Knight of the Rusting Soul.
When Stefania finished her notes, she was informed that apart from the horned girl's head, there was nothing else of value here. Nor any alternative routes.
— What, not even any supplies? — the Knight of the Wind protested, deeply regretting that their party had even ventured into this corner.
Ple-Sen
Gildar Expedition
But I did take the most fascinating knight into my company. Wheee!
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