🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

—Really! And what was it about, if it's not a state secret, of course? It was a historical event, after all, and you were a witness. And if it's a secret, maybe you could at least tell me how you managed to avoid that miasma? — he pondered, a new thought forming in his mind. —The nineteenth monarch... That was so long ago...

- The 960th year, I think? It was so long ago that I can't be absolutely sure about my own memory. - The artist turned his gaze to his own painting and began to explain to his guest who was who in it. - This horned gentleman on the left is Sir Efil, a man... Hmm... An undead being completely devoid of a sense of humor, but it was precisely this trait that gave him a special charm and served as an endless source of various jokes. Next to him is Lady Stoiero; from what I heard, she was a tall, attractive woman in the past, but she abused male company too much, so her reputation wasn't the best. Standing next to her, embracing her, is Rush; even though everything below his waist has long since rotted, he was still a big fan of everything erotic. The gentleman in the magnificent robe is Lord Nemt, a rare bore and prude - he was always scolding everyone for their inappropriate behavior. To his right are the brothers Shok and Kar, a cheerful duo of pranksters, who were invincible in battle together... Presumably, I didn't have the opportunity to verify this. This one with her hand raised is Lady Gotaa, the king's daughter and the wife of Sir Tann. The king, by the way, is the one with the crown on his head, as befits him, and Sir Tann is the black knight. His full name is Tann Monargot; he was the strongest warrior in Nephiria, both in life and after he became a servant of Selena. She is also called Arseidia - the embodiment of the moon, if you don't already know. By the way, fate brought me together with him not only in Nephiria, but also in Calcite years later! According to him, he was looking for the apostles of Aconia. For what purpose - I don't know, but I do know that he wasn't very successful - it was not easy for him to travel through human cities in his condition. To his right, the one with his back to us, is Many-Faced Monogat. Yes, that's right, the very one who turned them all into undead when Abeas es Diesra Arual attacked them in the ninth century. Behind Sir Tann is Taun, a shy demon who was constantly secretly pursuing someone or other, which often got him into trouble. To his left is Lord Gromm, a well-known composer in Nephiria. - Deciding to demonstrate an example of one of the works of the aforementioned Nephirian to the listener, Aiz hummed the following motif. It took more than a minute... - So, do you like it? And between him and Sir Tann's wife, you can see Wilhelm - a very depressed warrior who suffered from the inability to drink alcohol. So, who else have we not mentioned? It seems that it's time to move on to those who are sitting at the table. On the left is General Chum, quite the merry fellow. It seems that he was the one who eliminated the squad of the famous Dragon Mellis and disfigured half of his face, but I don't know for sure how true that is. The one who doesn't have a lower jaw is Chadigma, a charming dancer, a favorite of women. Another horned one is Sir Rafmos, a very greedy knight. You would think that you're already undead, what could you possibly need in the afterlife? But no, he collected dozens of different sets of armor and all sorts of trinkets, mountains of gold, and much more. This stylish man who ended up between his horns is Sir Kell, a very serious man, a well-known sniper in the country - entire legions of Welfern soldiers fell from his crossbow bolts. Next to him is Lady Zelia, his wife; Sir Kell was taciturn, so she often spoke for him. On the right side of the table is Gogot, a strange fellow - he loved to laugh at everything, sometimes to the point of hysteria. And the letter is being written by Lord Lefram, a wonderful writer, poet, and playwright. - Aiz either forgot or decided not to say anything about the contents of the letter. - So, I think I haven't forgotten anyone? As for my methods, let's just say that I'm a bit of a heretic, so the miasma was kind to me.