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Sit'Al
Gaddar could rightly be called a city teeming with life: numerous merchants praising their new wares, travelers from distant lands discussing future plans, and ordinary citizens busily attending to their affairs. It was not for nothing that it was called the trade center of the empire. And against the backdrop of all this bustle, a lone yan'shi sitting almost motionless on a bench stood out even more. The only signs of life she gave were the movement of her cold blue eyes and periodic muttering, consisting mostly of the word "strange" and its synonyms. Absorbed in observing one of the families strolling by, she did not immediately notice the person who had stepped up beside her. This person was an elderly man, appearing to be over fifty years old.
- Are you spying on people? - the old man chuckled, noticing the yan'shi's object of interest.
- You could say that, - the woman replied without looking away, - I find the behavior of your species quite unusual and strange. And the more I observe you, the more questions arise within me.
- So you settled in my cellar just to go out to the square every day, watch people, and ask yourself questions?
- I settled in your cellar because this damp and cool room reminds Nimrinil and me of home. And observing people is not my primary task; it is merely a consequence of my curiosity.
- Perhaps, in that case, it would be better to ask someone the questions that torment you rather than staring at those around you?
- They usually react strangely to that, - the woman finally looked away from her observations and turned toward her interlocutor, - but you, as far as I can tell, do not mind giving me answers.
- You judge correctly, - a faint smile appeared on the old man's face, - ask away.
- What is it like to live knowing that inevitable death and oblivion await you? - the yan'shi spoke in a calm and steady voice, not a muscle twitching on her deathly pale face.
The old man clearly did not expect the woman to ask such a question. His eyes widening in surprise, he opened his mouth several times, wanting to answer, but could not find the strength. Yet, eventually, he managed to compose himself:
- That is not a question for which people can give you a single answer. Some spend their lives without thinking about it at all, happy fools. Some fear death and try with all their might to avoid it. Some have reconciled themselves to the way things are and try to enjoy life while they still can. Others believe that great achievements will save them from oblivion, as descendants will remember. Still others believe that the end of our existence here leads to the beginning of our existence in the afterlife...
- I see, - the yan'shi said after listening to her companion's speech, - nothing new. Thank you for that.
- Well... you're welcome, - the old man hesitated, - you know, let's change the subject instead.
- I would actually prefer to end the conversation, since you have lost the desire to answer my questions. However, you did answer one of them, so I will return courtesy with courtesy. What did you want to talk about?
- You said that you had another goal. Curiosity torments me as to what it consists of. Do not take this as rudeness; you seem like a quite peaceful individual without ill intentions, but...
- Now that is excessive politeness, - the woman chuckled, surprising her companion considerably, - but I can answer your question. Together with my partner, I am searching for information related to my people. Something that could point to the origin of the yan'shi. My kin have long since been exploring the farthest corners of the north without a trace, which led them to consider searching for information in the south as well. The external resemblance between us and humans is hardly a simple coincidence.
- Well, - the old man smiled strainedly, - the kalevrits have a theory about that.
- I have heard it, - the yan'shi nodded, - and I am sure the kalevrits would be interested to hear one of my people's theories. The theory that it was we who created humans in our own image and likeness.
- Yes, I can imagine their reaction, - the man broke into a wide smile, this time sincere.
- Unfortunately, there are no more arguments in favor of this theory than there are in favor of theirs.
- I see, - the old man sighed, - I wanted to ask you one more thing. What is your name, our scholar?
- Sit'Al, - the woman replied concisely.
- Well then, Sit'Al, - the man smiled again, - I have a feeling I will remember you for the rest of my life.
- Thank you, although I am not sure I can return the favor, - a slight smirk appeared on the woman's face.
- Just watch, - the old man jokingly wagged his finger at her, - I will definitely remember you!
- Are you spying on people? - the old man chuckled, noticing the yan'shi's object of interest.
- You could say that, - the woman replied without looking away, - I find the behavior of your species quite unusual and strange. And the more I observe you, the more questions arise within me.
- So you settled in my cellar just to go out to the square every day, watch people, and ask yourself questions?
- I settled in your cellar because this damp and cool room reminds Nimrinil and me of home. And observing people is not my primary task; it is merely a consequence of my curiosity.
- Perhaps, in that case, it would be better to ask someone the questions that torment you rather than staring at those around you?
- They usually react strangely to that, - the woman finally looked away from her observations and turned toward her interlocutor, - but you, as far as I can tell, do not mind giving me answers.
- You judge correctly, - a faint smile appeared on the old man's face, - ask away.
- What is it like to live knowing that inevitable death and oblivion await you? - the yan'shi spoke in a calm and steady voice, not a muscle twitching on her deathly pale face.
The old man clearly did not expect the woman to ask such a question. His eyes widening in surprise, he opened his mouth several times, wanting to answer, but could not find the strength. Yet, eventually, he managed to compose himself:
- That is not a question for which people can give you a single answer. Some spend their lives without thinking about it at all, happy fools. Some fear death and try with all their might to avoid it. Some have reconciled themselves to the way things are and try to enjoy life while they still can. Others believe that great achievements will save them from oblivion, as descendants will remember. Still others believe that the end of our existence here leads to the beginning of our existence in the afterlife...
- I see, - the yan'shi said after listening to her companion's speech, - nothing new. Thank you for that.
- Well... you're welcome, - the old man hesitated, - you know, let's change the subject instead.
- I would actually prefer to end the conversation, since you have lost the desire to answer my questions. However, you did answer one of them, so I will return courtesy with courtesy. What did you want to talk about?
- You said that you had another goal. Curiosity torments me as to what it consists of. Do not take this as rudeness; you seem like a quite peaceful individual without ill intentions, but...
- Now that is excessive politeness, - the woman chuckled, surprising her companion considerably, - but I can answer your question. Together with my partner, I am searching for information related to my people. Something that could point to the origin of the yan'shi. My kin have long since been exploring the farthest corners of the north without a trace, which led them to consider searching for information in the south as well. The external resemblance between us and humans is hardly a simple coincidence.
- Well, - the old man smiled strainedly, - the kalevrits have a theory about that.
- I have heard it, - the yan'shi nodded, - and I am sure the kalevrits would be interested to hear one of my people's theories. The theory that it was we who created humans in our own image and likeness.
- Yes, I can imagine their reaction, - the man broke into a wide smile, this time sincere.
- Unfortunately, there are no more arguments in favor of this theory than there are in favor of theirs.
- I see, - the old man sighed, - I wanted to ask you one more thing. What is your name, our scholar?
- Sit'Al, - the woman replied concisely.
- Well then, Sit'Al, - the man smiled again, - I have a feeling I will remember you for the rest of my life.
- Thank you, although I am not sure I can return the favor, - a slight smirk appeared on the woman's face.
- Just watch, - the old man jokingly wagged his finger at her, - I will definitely remember you!
Origin: Yan'Shi (Immunity to cold spells, their magic of this type is twice as effective; cold resistance of all surrounding characters 10 (except for the character themselves and other Yan'Shi) is reduced by 1%*magic power; Yan'Shi deals damage to all surrounding enemies equal to magic power every turn; any melee attack made by the character can apply a freeze effect to the enemy for one turn and in any case will deal +30% cold damage. Immunity to mind-affecting effects. The character does not need air (they cannot drown, die from lack of air, etc.). Fire damage received is increased by 50%. Free cold magic specialization (without free skill))
Characteristics:
Strength: 7
Endurance: 12
Agility: 7
Perception: 7
Speed: 7
Willpower: 25
Wisdom: 25
Skills:
Sorcery
Destructiveness.Each unit of magic power additionally increases magical damage dealt by 0.5%
Cold Magic
Freeze.Completely paralyzes the character until the end of the battle or until they take damage (the first attack will deal triple damage), after which their evasion/accuracy is halved for the next two turns.
80 | 20 | W
Ice Shard.Deals 40-120 units of damage.
20 | 45 | E
Ring of Cold. Deals 90 units of damage to the chosen character and 180 to characters near them.
50 | 25 => 5 | E
Ice Armor.The chosen character gains 40% damage resistance. 10 turns.
80 | 1
Energy Management
Magic Barrier.Magic energy absorbs incoming damage (passive skill).
Negation.The caster has a chance to ignore received damage. 10 turns.
75 | W
Inventory: yan'shi combat robe, ice ring, mana potions, money, crystal for storing (or even transferring) collected information (if any exist, otherwise simple notes and the like)
Hope I didn't forget anything.