The Empire of Reimia (3) Auto-translated

When Xenomia draws Ely.

"What infernal cold, what bitter frost," – this is what those who went on reconnaissance might have been thinking. Yes, the weather in the north of the empire was not very friendly: if in the capital, even during the coldest periods, it was relatively warm, then the local climate was not conducive to comfortable living conditions for humans. And in Darkiria, where they might have to go, it was even worse. And how do the northerners manage to live there? Berwang couldn't resist and sneezed loudly, spitting out chunks of wet mucus along with the air, which a moment later turned into an echo and spread throughout the gorge. All that remained was to hope that their small detachment wouldn't be betrayed by this. "Ahem, ahem," Berwang wiped his nose, "excuse me..." The visit to the inn didn't end for Lattro with anything remarkable, but at least he knew where he could go if he suddenly wanted to chat with someone from the Brightwind comrades. The scouts found no traces of anyone's presence here, and this mission promised to be as useless and boring as the major had described it. Or so it seemed at first glance... People dressed entirely in white began to emerge from the snow; they had visors on their eyes, and in their hands were unfamiliar rifles. They didn't wait for their reaction and opened fire on the unfortunate scouts. Lattro, Marey, and Berwang had no choice but to rush in the opposite direction – back to where they had come from. The shots from the foreign weapons pursued them and passed through the trees in their path as if through butter. With each moment, the scouts became increasingly aware that they would not be able to escape from here. The only way out that came to mind was to leave someone behind to cover their retreat.

- Ahoy there! - came a voice from above.
The trio looked up and saw a man descending with a parachute. He hooked onto a branch, hanging in the air for a moment, but with a light movement, he cut the lines and crashed into the snow. When the burly man got up, the recruits recognized their old friend, Toutar. He held rifles in his hands and, turning to his comrades, ordered them to run, after which he opened fire in a chaotic burst towards the enemies.

- This won't work, - Latro said, breathing heavily, leaning his back against a large snowdrift. - Together, they can easily overwhelm us; we need to somehow increase the distance between us. He nodded to his companions, adjusting his grip on Goro. - Let's move forward, guys. I'll catch up. Oh, and... - He rummaged in his pocket, took out a note folded several times, put it in Berwang's pocket, placed his hand on his head, and looked him in the eye. - Make sure it doesn't get wet or torn. You'll give it back tomorrow! Now, let's go. He checked the revolver's cylinder, stretched his neck and shoulders, tucked the chain of Ymir under his collar, and fastened it to the top.

I already shared this in the chat, but not everyone is there, so I'll duplicate it here. I can't say that I managed to recreate all of them accurately enough, but what can you do.

game: find Sivar

I want to inform you that I don’t plan to prematurely end the game (at least not for now), but due to certain reasons, my activity will be very low. Therefore, if this pace seems tiring and unsustainable to anyone, feel free to leave the game; I won’t be offended, etc. Just, if you decide to do so, find a place for your character so that it doesn’t wander around as a bot.

a cook in a canteen?

Bertrand Parazitchenko

when she gave birth to a child from a Remian.

(angryface)

Only if you want to, assign a character somewhere so that they don't wander around as a bot.

Well, Xenomia is busy for the next few days.

The unsettling return of Marey and Berwang sowed seeds of chaos and confusion among the soldiers of Major Neils' battalion: the relatively calm and uneventful period of waiting was coming to an end, and the imperial warriors gathered in Illit would soon have to engage in battle. First Lieutenant Parfynora von Flexia's company was sent to the same location as the scouts before them, with the goal of eliminating the enemy previously discovered, but by the time they arrived, no traces of anyone's presence were found. Despite this, the expedition was not without results: one of the squads managed to find, and then capture, a half-dead and frostbitten Latro, who had fallen from the slope into a snowdrift. He was taken to the infirmary, but this chain of events did not end there: an earthquake that occurred in the middle of the night forced everyone who was already asleep to wake up. The tremors lasted for a couple of minutes and occurred every five to ten minutes, each time growing stronger. Major Neils decided to evacuate the civilians, and then the equipment and military personnel, away from the city, and this turned out to be the right decision: a few hours later, as a result of the earthquakes, Illit was destroyed. Half an hour later, the fleeing were caught by Darkirian soldiers, who attacked them at the most inconvenient moment, even before the Rhemians had time to organize themselves after what had happened, as if they had known about the earthquake in advance. The enemy mercilessly pounded them with artillery, making no distinction between military personnel, the sick, and civilians. At this moment, Parfynora's company faced several tasks:
1. Eliminate or suppress the artillery fire.
2. Protect the civilians.
3. Protect the sick.
4. Assist the main forces of the battalion.
5. Break through the encirclement. For each task, one squad had to be assigned, with #1 being the most dangerous, while #2 and #3 were the safest. "Victory" will be achieved by completing task #5, and its failure means the complete annihilation of this battalion.

Latro, Linnea, and Xenomia are unable to fight and are among the sick, right?

Yes.

Added 5 minutes later
Ah, yes: direct control is only possible for 3 units.