Black Ice Auto-translated

– Goodbye. Let’s go, – Sirkhan headed for the exit.

--Who do you take me for, David? First things first – a good brawl. Flowers can wait, -- Torvar grumbled.

--No one said we should immediately abandon the mission and go who knows where. Let's deal with the disappearances first, and then we can look for that flower.

Since everyone unanimously agrees, we're heading to the town. But we have a problem. We spent a "considerable amount of time" traveling through the mountains to get here, and now it's dinner time, which means it's evening. Would two desert dwellers and one from the snowy regions go into the mountains at night? That's a recipe for disaster. Of course, it wouldn't be polite to ask for a place to stay, but, damn it, this is Torvar, so what about etiquette? :confused:
So, choose: do we go to the town now, or do we try to ask for a place to stay?

- Do you know anything about this, mentor? - I asked calmly, addressing Templarcos Calmia.

- I'm afraid not. Lately, to my shame, I haven't visited the Academy very often.

--It's unethical, and we're already tired of this guy. Let's leave the estate, walk a bit so we don't have to go too far into the mountains, and then we'll stop for the night.

– You’re right. That’s what we’ll do.

– To be honest, I don't really care where we sleep, – Thorvar remarked. – If we're going, we're going. And besides, being closer to the enemy is better.
And so they set off to find a place to spend the night along the road to the mountains.

- I noticed. Perhaps if you had devoted more time to your students, mentor, we could have avoided this incident.
It's time to wrap things up.
- Well, you're very lucky that I arrived at the right moment, Brunhilda. It's a pity that I wasn't here half an hour earlier. And also that I managed to stabilize your brother – if he had died, you wouldn't have lived to see the dawn. Only for this reason will I continue to fulfill my primary task, which is to deliver you to the order's headquarters on the mainland. Let me tell you right away: the mentor of wizards, Athelstan, entrusted me with this, and he was very concerned about your safety, so you don't have to worry about that; he's a good man and doesn't let anyone harm his protégés. However, I will be forced to report on the incident that occurred here, and an investigation will most likely be conducted. If you told the truth, you have nothing to fear; I will personally see to it. Furthermore: if you suddenly decide, for some incomprehensible reason, to escape during the journey, the order will put you on a wanted list and will spare no resources for it. You understand, that's their job. This is assuming that you can survive in the wild, which is full of bandits, marauders, deserters, and evil creatures. So, I hope for mutual understanding. And finally: please keep your mouth shut when in contact with anyone. Believe me, given what's happening in the world, this is for your own good. Is all of this clear? I hope you don't have any valuable belongings left in your room because we're leaving immediately.

The more Ner'gull listened to Vaironis, the more she regretted that they had come for peaceful negotiations instead of his head. - One more word, and my sword will find its way to his neck.

The more Ner'gai listened to Vaironis, the more she regretted that they had come for peaceful negotiations instead of his head.
- One more word, and my sword will find its way to his neck.

Please, give him one more chance," Joseph tried to calm her down. "Otherwise, we'll end up in a war.

“Please, give him another chance,” Joseph tried to reassure her. “Otherwise, we might end up in a war.”

“More likely, we’ll end up dead,” Lugus corrected his companion.

- I hope it doesn't come to bloodshed, - Aurora said quietly, not addressing anyone in particular.

The more Nerghui listened to Vaironis, the more she regretted that they had come for peaceful negotiations rather than for his head.
“One more word, and my sword will find its way to his neck.”

- How charming it is when a wild animal strives to jump into the fire, unaware that it will get burned.
Not wanting to worsen the situation, Richard extended his hand towards his subordinates and said one single word: “Enough!” Then he turned to the king.
“King of Vaironia, Vaironis the Seventh of that name, the Order of Watchers needs his Majesty’s cooperation in unraveling the matter related to the death of the imperial emissary. The Emperor never started a war with kingdoms without good reason, but he is unlikely to tolerate the death of his subject, who arrived in your kingdom on a peaceful mission. In order to avoid a bloody war, which will bring death and suffering to the inhabitants of all nine kingdoms, the Emperor’s sword must be returned to its rightful owner, and the murderer of the emissary must be found and brought to justice. In order to compensate for the loss of the weapon, which is now in your possession, I have brought a gift on behalf of the Order, which, in my opinion, should be a satisfactory replacement.” The Grand Master freed the item from the cloth and immediately drew the blade from its scabbard. At that moment, a long sword was revealed to everyone. In its design, it resembled a one-handed sword, but nevertheless, its length was too great to be classified as such. The blade was a dark shade, emanating night, death, and infinity. Just one look at this weapon was mesmerizing and made one think about suicide. “This is ‘Peace,’ the only known weapon wielded by your ancestor while in mortal form. I offer it as a gift in exchange for cooperation, Your Majesty.”
Vaironis’s eyes lit up. Richard was glad that he had managed to interest the king, but with the next unexpected movement, the mad king drew his sword and beheaded the Grand Master with a single blow.
After that, everything began to happen too quickly and chaotically. The First Watcher, Hartmann, entered into a fight with the king. The two Vaironian dragons were in no hurry to attack anyone, nor did they interfere in the king’s duel, but Mark, who tried to help Hartmann, was mercilessly killed by one of them, pierced through the chest with a spear. The cowardly Andy shrieked and ran away. The remaining Watchers had little choice: run, hide, or fight.

It would have been foolish to remain idle; Vaironis seemed more than capable of challenging the first Watcher. And even if he were to start losing the battle, nothing would prevent this treacherous bastard from calling his dragons for help. Therefore, Nergui abruptly drew her glaive and lunged at one of them. She hoped that not only the other Watchers but also the slaves yearning for freedom would follow her example.

Added 11 minutes later
Anyone fighting with one-handed weapons ("Haven," as far as I understand, is a bastard) grab the dropped sword while I distract the dragons.

During the night's rest, nothing disturbed the sleep of the three watchmen. The animals inhabiting these mountains kept their distance, and the night sky was so clear that there could be no talk of rain. At dawn, they set off on their journey and after a few hours reached a small settlement. This picturesque village is home to hardworking farmers and miners who spend almost all their lives here. This has continued for more than a century, and even the loss of Tiria's independence in favor of the League did not change the lives of the local people. — Elysian Temple
Just as in Vaironia, Anchainubul is still revered; many people in Tiria have not lost faith in Elysea. The goddess of life, fertility, and blossoming was undoubtedly the best choice for farmers, and it must be said that this land has never been stingy with its harvest. In this building, priests help people deal with their internal problems and doubts, and also treat wounds, both physical and spiritual. — Tavern
Almost all peasants spend their time here, relaxing after a hard day's work. The remaining buildings were unremarkable, mostly residential houses and workplaces. Since visitors were quite rare in these parts, there was no inn here.