R.3.M.
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Approaching one of the many Imperial cities, R.3.M. hopes that he will have better luck. If there is even one person in this little town who can give some kind of decent work (like chopping up a couple of debtors) and pay normally for it, then maybe I'll actually eat properly for the first time in a week....
Upon reaching the gates, a guard noticing my figure wrapped in an old traveling cloak asks - Halt, who goes there???
- Friend, friend...
- Friends stay at home and herd their tea!!!
- R.3.M., that's me, a wanderer... Looking for lodging and some kind of decent work...
- Well then, fine... Pass through this frame....
The guard points to some strange metal frame and continues
- Weapons, arrows, and other small items on the table, otherwise the gates won't let you through....
Passing through this strange construction makes me feel uneasy... but everything seems fine... The guard returns my belongings and I can continue my way to the nearest tavern.....
Upon reaching the gates, a guard noticing my figure wrapped in an old traveling cloak asks - Halt, who goes there???
- Friend, friend...
- Friends stay at home and herd their tea!!!
- R.3.M., that's me, a wanderer... Looking for lodging and some kind of decent work...
- Well then, fine... Pass through this frame....
The guard points to some strange metal frame and continues
- Weapons, arrows, and other small items on the table, otherwise the gates won't let you through....
Passing through this strange construction makes me feel uneasy... but everything seems fine... The guard returns my belongings and I can continue my way to the nearest tavern.....
давно не появлялсо на это форуме..и не появлюсь Х_Х
In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war...
In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war...