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- Where and when were the bandits last seen? How many were there, what did they look like, and what were they armed with? Did they say anything? What did they do? Furthermore, Lek told us that some of your people are missing. Can you tell us anything about that?
Achelsius and his assistants head to the "Elsor's Books" store. —How can I help the servants of the church? — asked the store owner as the trio entered.
—Good day. We apologize in advance for disturbing your establishment. —Achelsius replied calmly, then nodded to his assistants and headed along the bookshelves. —My, what interesting literature. It's a pity that in recent days I can devote less and less time to reading. I sincerely hope that you have everything under control here and that it is subject to supervision to ensure that, may the Matron forbid, there are no heretical or prohibited materials?
Heroist, did you notice that in Riversdale, it's the same woman who had a son with that working man?
Yes, I wanted to write, since you're in the future, you can guess the ending of their story.
Basically, here's the trick: 1) You wait for a character in the future to perform a certain action or see a certain thing. 2) You do everything possible to make that event impossible (kill that woman, for example). 3) A paradox occurs. 4) There is no such thing as fate. Ple-Sen, I call upon you as a master of references to guess what this is about; I don't have much hope for anyone else.
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?
Basically, here's the trick: 1) Wait for the character in the future to perform a certain action or see a certain thing. 2) Do everything possible to make this event impossible (kill that woman, for example). 3) A paradox occurs. 4) There is no such thing as fate.
Ment: >I assure you, we are not bandits, – Abigail explained, noticing the stranger's reaction. But she is a bandit, and now a dozen archers will jump out of the bushes. Revan: bandits that the lock is looking for. Me: We will defeat them in the past and create a temporal paradox, as a result of which the universe will collapse.
After wandering through the slums for quite some time, Ronard comes across a strange sight: an aristocratic-looking man accompanied by two men-at-arms was dealing with the local residents. He nodded toward a sturdy man and a young girl, after which the men-at-arms approached them and demanded that they follow silently.Arandor
- Yes, and then we'll see how it goes; maybe not just the surroundings.
— What do you mean? Are you here for some specific business after all? The other party members, it seemed, decided to leave this conversation in the hands of Abigail and Garlius and did not interfere.Ment
/ And are they actually that bloodstained? Do they look like soldiers or thugs? / -- My name is Lex Kind, and with me is Mirna. Is everything alright?
— It couldn't be better, — the red-haired man declared, — I am Lanfrid, a member of the Gitgood order. — And I am Gangbert, — said the second one, — from the same place. — We just returned from a foray to the east, — Lanfrid took a severed orc head from his belt and proudly held it up, showing it to Lex and Mirna, — we were hacking away at all sorts of creatures.Morning
- Where and when were bandits last seen? How many were there, what did they look like, how were they armed? Did they say anything? What did they commit? Furthermore, Lex mentioned that your people have gone missing. What can you tell us about this?
The elder could not add anything particularly new compared to what Lex had told, but he had a certain idea of what the bandits looked like and how they were armed. According to him, they were Donars, and at least three of them were archers; he didn't know exactly how many there were in total, but it was unlikely there were very many. — Please, good people, help us, — the elder fell to his knees, — free our girls from their clutches; Clinis's daughter has already suffered all sorts of horrors in her past, and my granddaughter is so fragile that she could be blown away by the wind, she is not ready for dealings with savages. — Heh, — Wigg stared at one of the village residents with a wide smile on his face, — what's up, Clinis, still can't keep an eye on your girl. — Wigg! — The man was unpleasantly surprised.
I sincerely hope that everything here is strictly under control and subject to supervision for any—God forbid the Mentor—heretical or forbidden materials?
— All materials purchased from other people in the past were checked by church servants, but books of my own authorship go on sale immediately, — the writer admitted, — however, I nevertheless ensure that they contain nothing contrary to the rules of the church or the laws of the kingdom.
— Nothing could be better, — said the redhead, — I am Lanfrid, a member of the Githgud Order. — And I am Gangbert, — said the second, — from the same place. — We just returned from a raid to the east, — Lanfrid took an orc's severed head from his belt and proudly raised it, showing it to Lex and Mirne, — we slaughtered all sorts of creatures.
— Wow! — this subdued exclamation belonged to Mirne, not Lex. She had never seen such creatures before. — Commendable, — remarked the merchant. — Where are you headed?
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