Sesame
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Benjiro had just finished brewing the healing potions when Dormin, in a fit of rage, kicked down the door of Amelia's cottage. The alchemist froze, potions in hand, and listened as the dwarf rummaged through the shelves inside, searching for a remedy and making a racket (as it turned out, the racket was caused by a safe).
When the noise subsided and the dwarf came outside, Benjiro didn't know what to say. He doubted he would have reacted so emotionally to news of his own illness, but he could understand Dormin. And yet... Dormin burst into the Order's cottage. The reason that drove him to do so is clear. What will the Order do in response?
When the dwarf came out with a note, curiosity overcame his stupor. - "Well?" - he tucked the fresh potions behind his belt and went to take a look.
Added 6 minutes later
The note didn't threaten with all the curses of heaven, but it meant that no one else would leave this accursed place until a month had passed. "I hope you found what you were looking for," - Benjiro went into the cottage to see what resources they now had.
There was no antidote among them. No, there wasn't. So, was it all for nothing? Did Dormin sign his own death warrant?
Golden pollen, the fruit of Arcadia... Or not.
When the noise subsided and the dwarf came outside, Benjiro didn't know what to say. He doubted he would have reacted so emotionally to news of his own illness, but he could understand Dormin. And yet... Dormin burst into the Order's cottage. The reason that drove him to do so is clear. What will the Order do in response?
When the dwarf came out with a note, curiosity overcame his stupor. - "Well?" - he tucked the fresh potions behind his belt and went to take a look.
Added 6 minutes later
The note didn't threaten with all the curses of heaven, but it meant that no one else would leave this accursed place until a month had passed. "I hope you found what you were looking for," - Benjiro went into the cottage to see what resources they now had.
There was no antidote among them. No, there wasn't. So, was it all for nothing? Did Dormin sign his own death warrant?
Golden pollen, the fruit of Arcadia... Or not.
..разым двазым трызым рызым пята лата сигерь мата локом боком крюк за крюк из бульмы бульма урюк..
Знание некоторых закономерностей освобождает от изучения многих фактов.
Мечты сбываются рано или поздно, так или иначе.
Знание некоторых закономерностей освобождает от изучения многих фактов.
Мечты сбываются рано или поздно, так или иначе.