Posts from Tiaral Auto-translated

I’m also ready to play, so there’s a point to it.

The memory of fruits and their discussion came to mind.

after eating some fruit and going to a restaurant

Are your abominations starting to glitch?

While Aldric is away, Albert decided to look for a hospital. He would have liked to set the guard on this woman, who is clearly connected to the poison-trading merchants, but he decided that it would be wise to deal with the illness first, and then with justice. Tiril, who is now pale more from fear of the illness than from the illness itself, went with her mentor.

The local healer examined the couple and concluded that, in his opinion, the symptoms they were experiencing were the result of foreign organisms that had settled inside the gastrointestinal tract of the patients. Unfortunately for the latter, local medicine was not advanced enough to rid them of this problem. The healer advised them to seek help in Tanigon or Naliar, but did not give them much hope. – Considering the symptoms, this disease kills very quickly, and only those with a strong immune system are able to survive a long journey, and there is no guarantee that they will be helped there.

Let's go to Tangion and become cyborg puppets.

I think I'll start working on it earlier. And then, depending on how it goes and whether I have enough time within my development cycle, and if there's demand, I'll release part 4 using a slightly different system.

Albert asked the doctor if he had anything that could boost the immune system and slow down the progression of the disease, just in case.
If so, he said he would likely return soon.
The apprentice and the fresher left the doctor's office looking quite dejected.
-- I knew it... What are we going to do now?
-- You should try to reach Tanigon. Maybe you'll have enough strength...
-- Albert... This is so stupid... If only I had one more chance, just one! And everyone else. And you... You know, I think you've become more than just a caretaker to me, you've become a really good friend...
-- Let's not talk about that. We need to inform the others and start planning.
They return to the group.

The healer had nothing that could slow down the effect of this nasty spell.

Having gathered all the necessary information, Aldric returned to the group and, finding a quiet place for discussion where no one could overhear them, informed the squad members about the situation. Before using the powder, he handed it over to the alchemists and medics for examination, just in case any of them recognized the substance.
— So, we have two choices: either dance to the tune of these scoundrels, hoping for their honesty, or die slowly and painfully, but with dignity? — Even though Rainhild tried to maintain her usual composure, it was difficult for her to remain calm.

- What a bunch of bastards! - Goran fumed.
Meanwhile, Mironega examined the preparation.

We told the doctor about the information.
-- I would find it difficult to agree to such a step, -- Albert admitted. -- Sharon seems to be one of the few in Heckle, with whom one can actually do business. Also, I cannot fail to mention that our reputation will suffer greatly. Of course, for those who... are suffering from the ailment, this reputation will no longer be very important, but... Sigh. I am used to always thinking globally. This new task smells bad. There are not even any guarantees that we will actually be given the medicine. If the Mist Clan wanted to deal with us honestly, they would have done so, but in the current situation, it looks like just another deception. The "Merchant" also assured us that the fruits were good for our health.
-- I want to live, -- Tiril said sadly. -- But I also don't want to help those who are trying to kill us for no reason! -- She hit the surface that was nearby. -- Isn't there a way to defeat them? To infiltrate their lair?
-- Only a Mistwalker can infiltrate there, -- Albert replied.

Meanwhile, Mironega examined the potion.

Mironega fails to identify the method of preparation and the ingredients used.

- I'm not going to die because of some lowlifes, and I don't care who I have to kill to get healed. I'm ready to slaughter the entire cursed Heckelia, - the fighter continued.

- I'm not going to die because of some punks, and I don't care who I have to kill to survive. I'm ready to slaughter the entire cursed Heckelia, - the fighter continued.

Freshie continued, staring blankly ahead:
-- I... We... Maybe we only have a couple of days left anyway... Does your weapon not yearn for the blood of specific people, and are you willing to just waste it like that? I would do anything right now to disrupt the Mist's plans... And survive.
-- We can try to play our remaining cards wisely, - Albert noted. - We have not only strong warriors but also mages. By capturing the Mistwalker, we might be able to do something, perhaps? It's a pity we were so flustered when we saw the female guide...
-- There's also the fake Sharon.