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Odd didn't handle sailing well.
There was some commotion on the ship, new crew members appeared, old ones left, even Lutiel disappeared somewhere.
"He doesn't want to take risks," the R'lyehian thought. "And he's right. Brave guys like us will be the ones to stick their hands into a hornet's nest."
Odd didn't like new people. And with such a high turnover, all sorts of random people were brought onto the ship. Kyk decided to stick with his old, reliable comrades - Ravelina, Gordian, and Tanasia. However, he was also interested in the vampire. She was just a curiosity, how could he just walk by?
Temples evoked a superstitious fear in Odd. Of course, he personally had no connection to the dead god, but nothing good was expected from this temple. Gods had a habit of punishing mortals who stuck their noses into things that weren't their business. At least, that's what Odd thought. And the undead? They must be subservient to someone, just like in the cities of the Halekids. The existence of undead without a master simply didn't make sense to the R'lyehian. Most likely, some person lived in the ruins of the temple.
► In any case, Kyk didn't want to let the scout go alone and decided to provide backup. I'm activating the scouting skill and going with him. After all, he's also going as a scout, right?
"Do you also work for Lutiel?" Odd asked Sakhariel on the way there. "How do you know the paths on this backwater island?"
В тихой однообразной жизни всегда так бывает: каждый отдельный день бесконечно долог, но месяцы и годы мчатся с непостижимой быстротой.
I wanted to offer you some flowers, but a crown would suit a princess like you much better
Смысл жизни в том, что жизнь на тебе не заканчивается