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- Once upon a time, there was a ghost ship, but soon it will be gone, and that's the end of the tale. Whoever signed up for the raid is a good lad.
"Yeah, right... Thanks for the 'thorough' answer...", thought Erika, saying goodbye to the "conversationalist" and heading to the Anuzish church. She "inspects" it but doesn't go inside.
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
"Too bad I couldn't recruit him for the 'Let's Make Calcite Great Again' mission... Well, at least he cooks well," thought Ushumgallu, feeling a bit more cheerful after the shisha and wine. -- Akkad Babbar Sin Zababa, may the goddesses rest his soul, also planned to live to be a hundred, but things turned out as they did. Oh well! It's nice here, but you can't stay forever. Thanks, and goodbye. Ushumgallu finishes his shisha, drinks his rooibos tea, and prepares to visit the "Thirsty Lady." Before visiting the sacred place, it's time to shed some excess baggage.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
—You're welcome. Good luck with the investigation... After a while, the guy also leaves the house, but instead of going to the church, he goes back to the university. At the same time, he tries to clear the fog from his memories of when he returned from there the day before. "It can't be. It can't be. It can't be."
When Asmidul crossed the threshold of the Sizki University and looked around, memories flooded back. Here he is, descending from the theologians' hall into the almost deserted hall, here he is greeted by Zavirushka Snegoles, who tells him something sweetly, here he grabs her by the neck with both hands and squeezes her trachea with all his might, she looks at him with incomprehension and fear, tears stream down her cheeks, saliva runs from her mouth, later her body goes limp right in his arms, and he, as if nothing had happened, goes home to sleep.
Today, there were fewer people at the university than usual - classes were canceled, and only a few nameless "dlaniks" were doing their own thing.
Yes, indeed, so far, the killers were definitely those she was talking to. Either the Black Knight himself is offended by the attempt to undermine him, or the issue really is with the girl. Her stats aren't great, but Asmidul isn't a combat character, so he won't be able to handle it.
Before Asmidul could go anywhere, his eyes witnessed the sensor he received yesterday lighting up with the maximum light it could produce, and someone started knocking loudly on the front door.
Asmidul is, of course, a risk-taker; after such an introduction, I would try to pretend I wasn't home. To all women and future victims of players: if you can, try to emigrate somewhere, to Harran, for example, and let it all happen there.
I wanted to argue with the "guys," but I couldn't come up with a formulation for the comment, or even the tone, so I had to leave it. And what's the point of blaming the mirror. - I will. Since I'm already here.
Ghenzy's next opponent was a warrior with the following appearance. - Giladrian Esiam Iricius, - he introduced himself, - if fate wills it, I will break you.
– Hmm, maybe you could also draw this magnificent moment? But I have a more exciting proposal... – Kamistella said cheerfully. – I'll be a spectator, but... if the Scrim team wins, they can... "kill" me as an additional prize, if they want. Sounds good, doesn't it?
– You are quite the mischievous one, I agree.
In that case, the last participant will be The store manager's wife Reason for participation: her husband hopes that participating in this event will help her become more easygoing. ND: Block of the selected player. Features: none.