Смок
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"Ugh, the world is bad enough without magical herbs!...Where have you seen that before!...Hmm...But I still have a little left..." - I thought, and took out a bundle of herbs, put half of it away, and wrapped the other half in a piece of paper (or whatever) and started smoking...After smoking a bit, I said:
"I demand an advance!...A little bit of herbs, a hundred gold, and a completely indestructible and non-vanishing (non-lost, non-stolen) book of magic...and I want my mana to be a hundred!"
"I demand an advance!...A little bit of herbs, a hundred gold, and a completely indestructible and non-vanishing (non-lost, non-stolen) book of magic...and I want my mana to be a hundred!"
Ничего нет только у мёртвого - у живого есть хотя бы жизнь...