RPG on the Portal.

I'm sitting in the tent, pondering... The siege taught me a lot (Wisdom +1). I hear the sound of a horn... Necromancers... an army... they're attacking... there are hundreds of them - alarmed voices echo around me. -Necromancers? Here? Where did they come from? Just what I needed... The Empire's troops and the dwarves are already in battle formation - I take an elven squad with me - let's go! The elves start - a hail of arrows... Gradually, the dwarves join the battle, and the first projectiles from the siege engines rise into the air... and the Empire's troops are already flanking the necromancers... An avalanche of skeletons - they can be dealt with quickly. I cast Magic Light (power - maximum) - I launch this fireball into the right flank of the necromantic army...

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I'll smack you all in the nose with a cleaver! Ugh!*I climb down from the tree, quietly, without making a sound, I sneak up to some fool, I hit him in the nose, I take his horse (it was some slow cavalryman), I get on the horse and... brazenly ride towards the undead*

-Hey... my horse!!!!!! - but only dust rises from under the hooves... So - you ride towards the undead army... there's already a fierce battle. You fly in from the flank... In the distance, you see a strange Lich - it seems like he's the leader here... You're a vampire, so everyone thinks you're one of them. You reach the Lich without any problems. And now what? You hesitate for a moment, deciding - or maybe you should join his army? Their power is great, they are your brethren. But then you remember those who saved you in the cave - Wiz, She Who Was, Howie... The doubt lasted only a second... the choice is made... So - what is it? And what are you going to do next?