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Rheimish and two of any other. You can take Alaite, since you are from Akkerwald.

I thought I would automatically get both. So, if in other regions there are just different dialects, do they not count?

I think that the Beliad and Nihon factions would be useful.

Yeah, right.

I thought I would automatically get both.

If it were from Alaith, I would have gotten it.

Although, we will have a Nihon character, so we can use a Dreyerian one as well.

It would have been better to create a Belian dialect.
A Japanese-like dialect would suit the Quen language, and I also need to know the Elven dialect, otherwise it will seem a bit strange... although they will clearly be the least useful, especially considering that the Elves already speak Imperial).

As you know, you can simply add a book on another language if Revan allows it. After all, you're a linguist, so it will fit in well.

Although, we will have a Nihon character, it seems.

It will, I believe.
The build is planned as follows:

Nihon
Sohei
-Yamabushi
Path of the Warrior
-Battōjutsu
-Meijin

Sleepily squinting, Alaria looked around suspiciously. Despite the severe headache, the girl could confidently say that she was in a strange room. Although it seemed to be located in the same inn. However, the Tanarian woman couldn't remember who exactly had settled here – the entire previous evening felt like it was shrouded in fog. But as it turned out, there was no need for this, since soon the occupant of this room revealed himself. It was Julian Bram, Alaria’s employer, and he held a jar with some murky liquid in his hands. The girl had known the Reimi man for over a year; the young merchant had hired her more than once or twice as a bodyguard for long journeys. Nevertheless, she did not expect them to end up in such… a situation.
- I see that this also came as a surprise to you, - said Julian, breaking the silence with a smirk.
- More like a bad dream, - muttered Alaria, - and where the hell is my axe?!
- Please speak quieter, my head is pounding, - winced the Reimi man, - besides, you have nothing to worry about, you are not at home. No one will judge you here.
Muttering something unintelligible in response, the Tanarian woman pressed her face into the pillow. In doing so, she exposed her back, which was covered in scars. Judging by their shape, they were left by a whip. Upon seeing them, something seemed to click in the merchant's mind.
- You wouldn't happen to be saying that…?
- Don't pry! – came a muffled voice from under the pillow.
- I'll increase your pay for the job, - said the merchant melodically.
- Okay, okay! This situation can’t get any worse. But first... - the Tanarian woman sat up and stretched out her hands towards the Reimi man, - ...let me have some of that brine too.
Smiling, Julian handed her the jar:
- And more money is always better.
- If I had refused, it would have been an act of pride. That's all, - replied the girl after emptying the jar by more than half.
- As you wish, - agreed the Reimi man, still smiling.
- Stop grinning and listen. Were you interested in the scars?
The merchant nodded silently but did not stop smiling.
- To put it briefly… - Alaria hesitated, - …I seduced a priest.
Julian looked at his interlocutor with disbelief. Of course, this morning was full of surprises for him, but he found it hard to believe something like that.
- Tell me more.
- In short, this priest has been my friend since childhood. We had something like a romance, but as innocent as possible. No kisses, nothing like that. And it seemed that we both wanted it, but he wanted to devote his life to serving God even more. It continued until I caught our squad captain, whom I admired, with another woman. They didn’t notice us then, and I decided that it was okay to sometimes deviate from scripture and let myself relax. After all, we were doing good deeds anyway, right? Especially when it comes to love. My lover, after much persuasion, agreed, and we started... relaxing together. Gradually, it began to happen more and more often. Then I started relaxing during Lent. And that became an alarming sign for him. Tormented by conscience, he confessed our sins, which ruined both our lives. My parents stopped talking to me, I was stripped of my title, and you already saw what they did to my back. He also ceased to be a priest, but got off easier. But most importantly, as if nothing had happened, he proposed to me. Saying that now he is no longer bound by vows, so we can get married and start farming. Of course, I wasn't interested in either peaceful life or marrying him. So, I sent him to hell and, gathering my belongings, left the Holy Throne.
- It sounds like you don't regret what you did. However, I cannot say that this is bad…
- I do regret it. I just don't like traitors, - Alaria interrupted the Reimi man.
- You know better. Now, why did you go specifically to us, to the Reimi Empire, and not to any other country?
- Firstly, because there is no place for a sinner like me among pious people. Secondly, against your background, I don’t feel like such a big sinner.
Julian smirked:
- Thank you for the kind words!
- What question, such answer. That's all. And now, please find my clothes, and then go somewhere so that I can change. I don't want this dialogue to become even more intimate.
- Perhaps, - said the merchant with a weak smile, - that would be awkward.
- The rest of the journey to Calvada will be awkward anyway.
- True. But then you can relax from my smiling face, right?
- You are quick-witted.

Origin: Holy Throne of Tanaris (free skill for Inquisitor or Priest)
Characteristics:
Strength – 40
Intelligence – 10
Willpower – 30
Agility – 26
Perception – 30
Wisdom – 5
Charisma – 5
Skills:

Inquisitor
+20 to Willpower checks.
The character’s weapon is covered in holy flame. +(willpower)% fire damage. 20% chance to inflict Burn on the enemy for 1 turn (-20% max health at the end of their turn).
Scorching Touch
Restores 50% of lost health to self or an ally in an adjacent cell. Cooldown: 1.
Spiritual Protection
+10 defense (extra HP) per point of willpower.
Two-Handed Weapon
+2% damage per point of strength.
Cleave
Strength/2 = chance to deal double damage.
Stun
Strength/2 = chance to paralyze the opponent for one turn.
Rogue
+8 to agility, +8 to perception. +1 to stealth per point of agility.
Inventory: balanced two-handed axe, armor (or other heavy armor if the armor reduces speed below 3), cloak, silver symbol of the Enkslesian faith, prayer book, "Malleus Maleficarum" (local analogue), holy water, candles, potions that cure negative effects, money, travel supplies.

Don't include this one in your group. Judging by the artwork, nothing good will come of it.

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Holy Throne of Tanarsis

let me have a taste of the brine too.

I seduced a priest.

It's normal to occasionally deviate from the holy scripture and let yourself relax. For the rest of the time, we were doing deeds pleasing to God, right?

And then I started relaxing during the fast.

– And I repent.

Swindler

She turned out to be an excellent Christian maiden of the holy throne!

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Don't take this one into your party. You can tell by the art that nothing good will come of it.

You can tell by the bio that a lot of good things could happen.

There's no place for others in this expedition...

Having a female unit in your party – expect trouble.

Alaria Doran

That's why I decided to implement it...
Sounds pompous.