Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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When the witch seized his mind, Leroy almost immediately lost consciousness. He woke up in some kind of basement. Around him were alchemical devices and other magical contraptions that were unfamiliar to him. His head ached a little. But overall, he felt quite good.
- Hello again, - said the Necromancer, - I have a series of bad news for you, which we should discuss in private. It concerns the lake monster and Mayor Tsonduh Siseba.
- It's like after a teenage party: I don't remember anything, and my head hurts, - Leroy mumbled. - Hey, where am I? Is anyone here?
All that remained was to hope that the local guard wouldn't pick on her for loitering.
I would talk to the guys myself, but I think it would be better if Thiolas hears my words about the suspicious, possibly poisonous fog and starts a dialogue himself, which I probably won't be able to play out properly, so just run through it automatically.
-- Uh... Excuse me, what?
Having decided that there was nothing more for her to do here, the Haine left the man alone with his grief and went to rest. All that remained was to hope that the local guard would not reprimand her for loitering.
"It can't be..." thought Leroy, but he still looked at the makeshift mirror.