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"A million ideas, and none of them work! 😆" "No, actually, we do have some good ideas. We've got a great team here."
"Mechiik, where are you going?"
-- It is a great honor for us, oh holy one. I am Erefir Lin'el Darvening, and these are my companions: Garret, Merel, and Alaria. I will speak to you plainly, hoping that our honesty will be respected more than any roundabout way, especially since someone like you, oh holy one, will recognize trickery in an instant. No one, including the head of the Church of Anush, who sent us on this mission, was able to give us any clues as to how to earn your favor for one of us. But we still need it for the battle against the Apostle of Despair and to save our entire country from his annihilating attack. At the same time, we understand that nothing in the world comes easily, and humble mortals like us do not dare to ask for anything simply by virtue of our existence, let alone by our noble intentions. So, we are at your service.
-- Especially Garret, -- a nod towards the crossbowman. -- Who has an affinity for the earth, being a specialist in poisons of the corresponding element. He is so skilled that he seems to create them right from the soil.
- At your service...? What does that mean? - She pondered. - Give you some dangerous task or trial in the spirit of "hit me at least once"? Pose an interesting riddle? Make you kiss my boot? The head of your Church is right - I don't care about any of that. When the celestials arrive, then my sword will find its purpose, but until then, I don't care who kills whom and where. People overestimate themselves too much if they think that their fate has any significance for this world.