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I really need a detailed map of the routes...
- You said that this is not typical for our lands. What lands is it typical for?
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Asmidul glanced at the protector with a worried look for a moment, but considering the well-known circumstances, he decided not to dwell on it.
- Our paths diverged with our companion, so we were forced to embark on the mission together. We started with "Riski," where we encountered a civilian priest from Margel. He was independently clearing the city, after which we decided to join forces. In the end, we wouldn't have managed without his support. In the restaurant, we predictably met a converted giant, and we had to put him to rest. On the way to the Temple, we were ambushed by a group led by a sorcerer who retained his sanity. He called himself the Lord of the Roulette and used various Shirisian tricks to separate us and feed his minions. Six residents were neutralized there, while their leader escaped, scattering our squad across random city streets. Before reuniting, we cleared "Cavalry" from four colored zombies, "Luck" from a deranged merchant, and "Smile" from merchants and visitors. "Angel" was destroyed to the ground, and another sorcerer, presumably from the Shadowlands, was encountered on the site. He didn't belong to the Kharan, didn't engage in aggressive confrontation, although he had the opportunity, and introduced himself as a tourist. After a short conversation, he gave a talisman and, one might say, "disappeared." In "Dame," we found the first local in a coherent state, but without a living body. He didn't show aggression and was worried about his new defiled appearance. We decided to leave him there, but it's unknown how long he will stay. We returned to the Shiris Temple, which turned out to be the lair of a traitorous conspirator. Inside, there were still a dozen or more zombies, a converted priestess, and the Lord. As it turned out, he was in charge of the complete infection of the city on this side. He offered negotiations, gold, transportation, or to voluntarily join the army of Aristocracy. During the battle, a talisman of mass destruction was used, during which the remaining undead army and its leader were destroyed, miraculously without any losses on the squad's side. Unfortunately, the structure itself cannot be restored.
The young man guiltily lowers his head and places a bag of Shirisian savings on the table.
- All that we could save. Let it be used to restore the local faith, or for our guys' military needs. A safe was also found on the site. Almost immediately after, our squad was attacked by a high-level assassin. The battle stretched over two stages and went back and forth, but in the end, the factors of surprise and fatigue played against us. I had to take the guys away to provide first aid. I assume that the contents of the cell ended up in the hands of an unknown person. On the way back, we got rid of an infected animal rights activist with two lions. I think that the other undead, if any remain without their leader, will not pose a significant threat. I think that's all.
