Posts from Abasdarhon's Castle Auto-translated

Surveying the nightmarish battlefield, where countless brave warriors had fallen, Maylin caught herself thinking that she didn't really feel sorry for them. After all, among them were surely good husbands, fathers, or friends...
But none of this touched the girl's heart. The beautiful woman, deprived of memories of her own life, was only concerned that among these bodies, she could distinguish, for example, between Lafir and Zuthar warriors. And that was despite the fact that a minute before seeing this sight, Maylin hadn't even thought about the existence of the places these men came from.
The black spheres of unknown origin also attracted her attention. The girl carefully examined the black spheres lying on the battlefield, but couldn't figure out what they were. Perhaps, if she were in a slightly different form or state, Maylin would have tried to pick them up and examine them more closely, but the beautiful woman didn't want to get dirty. So it was better to rely on visual perception.
While the girl was walking and analyzing everything around her, she didn't notice skeletons appearing ahead, dragging the bodies of dead soldiers.
"I wonder, where is their puppeteer?" - Maylin suddenly heard Cassmetra's voice in her head.
The beautiful woman had forgotten that before setting off on her journey, she had received a gift from the Sorceress, who promised to guide her as needed. But so far, the woman hadn't shared any knowledge, but only occasionally chimed in with some remarks.
Not understanding whether it was a hint or just a thoughtful comment, the girl still decided to look around and try to find out who was directing the actions of the skeletons. And ideally - why.

While Maylin was examining everything around her, she reached the city gates, where she saw three rather unusual guards.
"What an interesting company! I wonder what they have in mind?" - Cassmetra reminded herself again, clearly hinting to Maylin that she should do something.
The beautiful woman hadn't even thought that she could delve into other people's minds. However, since such an opportunity exists, why not take a quick look?
"Good day!" - Maylin greeted the guards in a friendly manner, understanding that it would be impolite to stare at them in silence. "What horror happened here?"

The one with the tattoo glanced at Maylin and continued to look at the sky.

If anything, Maylin remembers various things about countries. She just doesn't remember her own life.

Seeing Maylin, a legionnaire with a rifle rushed towards her so quickly that dust rose behind him.
- Hey there, beautiful! Is such a lovely lady traveling alone?

The legionnaire in the mask rolled his eyes upon hearing his comrade. The one with the tattoo glanced at Maylin and continued to look at the sky.

-Well, you could say that, although it depends on who you're comparing him to, of course. - Felian smirked.

I didn't know, so now she'll slowly start to remember everything. By the way, where are the results of the attempts to read minds??

Do you read all three?

Who is more attractive, Sky or Maylin?

- Well...
Once the tiresome guards and their silly games were dealt with, Hanzo buys a map and ventures deeper into the city. He still had plenty of energy today, so he decides to take a look around the city, or, as it's also called, explore it.

I'm going to the first establishment I come across after the gate I entered through.

Do you want to drink sake?

- Yeah... - the girl started staring at Felian again. - So, you're like a warrior, looking for a job in our city?

Zholayets knowingly shook his head.
-- Honestly, I was hoping that your business would get a bit of a boost from the many foreigners left lying on the battlefield. Surely someone would survive. However, it seems that it is not so simple.
Meanwhile, Vikayla tried to make contact with the frog.
-- Wow, you're a earth mage?! How did you, with such skills and such a face, get into this situation, huh? )
Angor initially took a step back from the troll, but the lazily rising Korketus took the cat himself and gave it to his green friend.
-- Just don't crush it.

"Wastelands, castles, and dragon eggs. Finally, I'll have some fun. And it will be useful for Decimus. Who should I leave my wife with... She's a stubborn woman, she might do something without me."
Not one to put things off, Quint set off for "Clean Hands" immediately, only stopping to buy a couple of smoke grenades, a handful of firecrackers, and as many oil-filled balls.

- Don't worry, I'm from the republic. You've probably heard of the society of mages, - the elf said. - We spoke with the bald man in the camp, and he said that we can pass.

Zholayets knowingly shook his head.
-- Honestly, I was hoping that your business would get a bit of a boost from the many foreigners left lying on the battlefield. Surely, someone would survive. However, it seems that it's not that simple.

- Now I just know that I need to read contracts carefully before signing them. Nothing special, - the frog replied with a smile. - Yes, I studied at the Zragos Academy. Are you a mage too?

- Oh, what a cutie, - the troll took the cat in his palms as if it were a little mouse and pressed it against his cheek. - Purr-purr, purr, little friend!

Well, if the prices are in Axoth, then yes, I changed them.

And I'm not sure if that's the first place on my path and what the names mean.

28. Temple of the Primordial Stone

Yeah, but first, the scarecrow, approaching the girls with stupid questions.

— Yes, isn't it forbidden? — Maylin asked innocently, feeling extremely uncomfortable with such attention from the armed guard.

—Exactly. If your city can offer something worthwhile.

Zholayets knowingly shook his head.
-- Frankly, I hoped that your business would get a new influx of energy thanks to the numerous foreigners left lying on the battlefield. Surely, someone would survive. However, it seems that it is not so simple.

let him clarify the exact cost

Does Vikayla know where this academy is?
-- Yes, I am the very essence of air! But actually, just a little. Tell me more about yourself; it's not often I meet such interesting people.

The cat looked at Korketus in bewilderment, seeking support, but the Minotaur just stood there, lost in thought. However, the animal also made no attempt to break free, resigned to its fate.

- I apologize... - One of the senior members of the Clan once told him that only criminals and scoundrels let their beards grow, but as time and life in the republic showed, this was not always the case. However, this did not negate the fact that the Dwarf's face was unpleasant, but Hanzo spoke without malice in his voice. - Won't you tell the traveler about this place?