Posts from Christoph Ailenberg (Zybr)

Wanderer, water mage. Attribute distribution: 15:10:25:10 20:5:5:10
Skills:
1) Water Blessing 1: reduces the amount of mana required to cast water element spells (by 25%).
2) Water Magic 1: allows learning first-circle water element spells.
Actions:
1)Splash. Small damage at close range for a small amount of mana and action points. Reduces enemy's action points.
Mana: 1, AP: 2, range: 6 (can be changed). Damage: 13-15, -1 AP (critical 18 -2 AP)
2)Disinfection. Removes poison, burning, disease effects (no later than one round after application). Can be used outside of combat if not much time has passed.
Mana: 4 (-1), AP: 5, range 2 (cannot be changed).
3)Short Steel Sword
AP: 8, range 1 (cannot be changed). Damage: 24-29 (physical); crit 32 (ph)
Inventory:
1)Sturdy Cloak.
With this cloak, it seems like you can walk a long, long way without getting tired at all. In reality, it's just an illusion, but optimism is still a useful thing.
AP +1
Maximum wear: 80
2)Short Steel Sword (one-handed)
This sword doesn't have any outstanding advantages, although it can be used to open Kreeg cans if you suddenly want to make hobbit stew (the recipe was invented by some Kreeg named George).
Dodge chance -9
Initiative +9
Maximum wear: 280
3) Coins: 30 gold, 35 silver
4)Healing Potion x2
By drinking this potion, you can alleviate your suffering from unrequited love!
Current health +15, but not above maximum.
5)Concentration Potion
Ideal for schoolchildren who constantly twirl writing instruments in their hands instead of doing homework.
Concentration +15 (one battle)
6)Adrenaline Potion
This potion will keep you ready to cast spells for a while so that you can enter the battle without zero mana. Be careful with it; excessive consumption may harm your health!
Mana at the start of the battle +5
7)Hawk Eye Potion
Try to imagine an object and your gaze will immediately fall on it if it even exists. Such a potion is ideal for tax inspectors.
8)Laxative
A universal potion against all types of food poisoning.

Current characteristics:
Health 99
Damage bonus: +10% water
Experience gain bonus: +25%
Dodge: 0% (in any case)
AP: 21
Mana: 20
Initiative: 109 with sword
Experience: 200 (level 2)

Primary
Might	Accuracy	Intelligence	Vitality	Willpower	Speed	Strength	Concentration
0	0	25	0	0	0	0	10

Even before dawn, the ship brought Christoph to another stop on his long journey, the capital of Kro called Kladez. The large, beautiful galleon he arrived on was just docking when a boy, leaning over the deck, miscalculated and fell into the water. Some woman, presumably his mother, screamed hysterically.

He was terribly sleepy, and the starry pre-dawn sky only caused irritation and anger. Now he might have to wander around the city for several hours, waiting for the taverns and hotels to open. And it was chilly.
Christoph wrapped himself in his cloak and, rubbing his sleepy eyes, went out on deck. A woman's scream added even more to his irritation. Why scream like that at this time?! As if she were being cut there. Then the mage noticed a boy struggling in the water. Well, he fell in, so what? No need to get his clothes wet because of him! Especially since Ailenberg didn't have a spare set. No, let someone else go after him if he can't get out on his own. After all, what are the sailors for?
Shaking his head and yawning widely, Christoph went to look for the ship's captain; perhaps he knew of some establishment that was open at this early hour, where he could eat and rent a room.

As he walked, he almost got knocked over by a crowd of sailors rushing to save an innocent soul, as well as passengers eager to witness the event. Christoph reached the captain's cabin, but its owner was outside, smoking a cigarette.

-Good morning, sir,- Captain Christoph greeted him,- perhaps you could recommend a decent hotel or tavern in the capital that's open at this hour? Preferably a respectable one.
The Mage smiled and gazed into the smoke from his cigarette.

The captain exhaled a ring of tobacco smoke.
--Morning, morning. This town is a real gem; everything is always open here. There's the "Flying Boot" tavern, for example, or the "Pull and Tug" inn. Of course, they're all rather disreputable. If you're looking for something a bit more upscale, you can find the "My Fish" restaurant; it's on the waterfront, so you won't have to go far. But I wouldn't recommend it; the food is terrible, even though the restaurant itself is quite decent.

-Thank you,- Christoph nodded,- then I think it's time for us to say goodbye and for me to get back to what I came to this city for. Fair winds.

Waiting for the "boy overboard and a company of rescuers" saga to end, the mage confidently headed towards the "Flight of the Boot" tavern.

When Christoph opened the door, he was assaulted by a mixture of various smells, although some of them were pleasant, such as the aroma of stewed lamb, roasted pork, and trout in cream sauce. In the middle of the spacious hall (which, however, didn't have that many windows) stood a bronze statue dedicated to a boot.

A nervous rumble echoed in his stomach, and he felt an immediate urge to devour an entire basin of pork, although Christoph knew perfectly well that his stomach couldn't handle even two plates. Looking around, especially at those who were in the tavern besides the mage himself, Christoph approached the tavern owner, ordered some meat and wine, and then sat down at a free table.

The audience was quite diverse. There were groups of people scattered throughout the establishment, a table occupied by Sylvan creatures, and another, in the corner, where a wanderer had settled.

Christoph carefully examined each group, especially the Sylvan faction, towards which he felt no warmth at all. What were they all doing here so early? He paused separately at the sight of the Wanderer, as loners always caused the mage even more concern than groups.

Christoph could see that the Sylvan faction members had weapons, mostly light blades. There were not only men, but also two moderately attractive women. The wanderer was wearing light clothing, a cloak around his waist, and bracelets on his arms. He looked to be around 55-60 years old, but he seemed quite lively.

can you tell what they are doing and determine their mood?

Sure. They eat.
After a while, another Sylvan entered, quite dirty, apparently a vagrant, and a raven was perched on his shoulder. He sat at the table, drank cheap alcohol, and then, leaving it unfinished, went to the restroom. When he left, two Sylvans went outside, as if to get some fresh air.
Meanwhile, Christopher was brought meat (it was lamb) and wine. Shortly after, he saw the two Sylvans who had left earlier return to the tavern. They were not in a very good mood, and this was reflected in their companions at the table.

Christoph really didn't want to get involved with the Sylvan faction, especially in the morning, so he tried to avoid looking in their direction as much as possible. Lamb for breakfast was perhaps too fatty, but he desperately needed to appease his stomach. However, the wine was very much to the mage's liking; it had a mild, slightly tart, and invigorating taste.
Having finished his meal, Christoph approached the innkeeper to inquire about the availability of a room and any local gossip.