Alright... fellow players!!!
I'll try to help!!! (There aren't many of you... I'll lend a hand!)
Suddenly, the door to the room creaks open, and a stocky dwarf stands in the doorway.
"Ho-ho-ho, little mage!!!" *He peers at your face.* Hold on, what are you doing here??? Well... Never mind, you don't need to know, in short... I'm going to throw you upstairs now, you have three days to get to Hikama... Otherwise, it will be too late... *A strange phrase in Old Dwarvish, a flash, and you're upstairs.* What will you do? (Yes, you also glance at the bottle – it's the PUREST dwarven spirit...)
So – I teleport (thankfully, my magical abilities have returned as mysteriously as they disappeared...)
Poof – and I'm there... Well, I know where I need to go first... The Tower... Everything will be fine there! And I need to figure out what to do with the spirit....:D
A few hours pass... And there's no peace here....!!!!!!! Who else is it???? Open the door – I nod to the gremlin at the door.
Oh! What people! Well, not exactly people=) But that doesn't matter... Wiz! I'm very glad... listen, help me figure out what to do with the bottle – I don't understand anything... Stop, who is that? Maybe you can introduce me to your companions? And in general, why did you come here?
Лидер клана "Из многих единое"
Приключения – это сплошные неприятности, только про них почему-то потом интересно вспоминать...