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Having abandoned all sorts of tricks, Quint went straight to the point and, significantly jingling his purse, showered Marta with a flurry of questions.
-- Any distinguishing features in her clothing? Symbols of faith or something similar? Did you hear where he was calling her?

The girl smiled slightly and pulled the pocket on her apron.

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- Good, - replied Tarleon. - Yes, we are basically ready. If you don't want to buy anything for the road, then we can set off.

The goblin glanced at those gathered, waiting for someone to want to buy something for the road.

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- What can you say - the Lafir Barbarians managed to cause some trouble there... - Having said this, the girl pondered whether she should reveal some details about the expedition to Brogritz, after which Maylin had 50 axots left and all the useful potions that are in the liquid delights.
At first, she wanted to ask the new acquaintance about experimental potions and add that, as a result of her work, Kristoll himself could turn to Brogritz for help.
But as soon as she opened her mouth to bring up this topic, her little tummy treacherously rumbled, reminding her that Maylin had more important needs.
- By the way, are we going to have dinner today?

Nebok, does he pay me daily or is he planning to give me money after the work is completed? And did you count the fifty I took for myself from the bottles?
And if there is nothing interesting besides going to eat another portion of rice or ordering pizza, then I'll skip it, and at night, while Kristoll is sleeping (or working off the accommodation of his girlfriend in his room at Ilvinna's, mu-ha-ha-ha), Mayli drinks an experimental intelligence potion. And in general, if there is nothing else remarkable, then we will move on to the next day, which my structuralist will begin by taking an experimental willpower potion, if nothing bad happens after the first vial.

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I'm telling you, some kind of special elf turned out...

- Oh yes! Dinner, I forgot. Well, let's go to the Corner.

He will pay however you want.
I counted.
First, you need to complete the task of finding the ingredients, and then move on to the next day.

I'll take 5 large health potions (45) and a potion of evasion + accuracy (20).
I bought them earlier this morning, I'll give you a more detailed list later.

The girl smiled slightly and pulled a pocket on her apron.

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The goblin glanced at the assembled, waiting for someone to want to buy something for the road.

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- Oh yes! Dinner, I almost forgot. Well, let's go to the Corner.

Pay as you wish.
Calculated.
First, you need to complete the quest to find the ingredients, and then move on to the next day.

— Let's go! — exclaimed Maylin, after which she headed with Cristoll to the Corner.
They have an evening there, and he didn't say anything about finding ingredients :
Let him pay daily, the girls always need money for things and cosmetics :smile36:

Maylin needs to work for Hanzo so that he can make her a worthy person.

So, should her mortal body be buried next to Ilzannah? Keep in mind, she definitely won't dig her own grave, and she won't be swayed by talk of "treasure."

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Another option would be to summon a mental monster and become incorporeal... But unfortunately, Hanzo is not only protected from mind control, but he can also tear mental creatures apart. So, I'll have to find and subdue some strong guy first...

"I like women who know exactly what they want."
With a graceful gesture, Quint pulled out 5 gold coins and put them in the girl's pocket. His hand lingered a little longer than good manners allowed, but more out of habit than intention.
-- Speak.

As the first rays of morning touched the rooftops of Axoth, Felian was already heading to the meeting place. The discipline instilled in him during his service in the legion helped him to keep himself in shape and be punctual, but a few years later, he clearly felt that he had become quite soft.
Having somehow managed to tidy himself up, Felian rubbed his throbbing forehead: a stream of searing pain filled the vessel of his consciousness like a full-flowing river. Several days of continuous travel clearly did not go well with drinking, entertainment with girls, and a short sleep.
"At least I didn't have to pay for the lodging." - the fey tried to put himself in a good mood. These thoughts sounded somewhat detached and selfish. "No, in fact, this Bridget is quite nice. If I don't die on this mission, I should take her somewhere, as promised. It will still be cheaper than... ugh, never mind."
Thoughts of finances and the upcoming mission made Felian carefully examine his equipment. Fortunately, his light armor and paired swords remained in satisfactory condition. But he found no healing potions, provisions, or other useful items for battle.
The fey slapped himself on the forehead, instantly regretting it: a new wave of pain made him wince, exhaling heavily through his nose. Once, he did everything possible to survive and return home at any cost, but now... was there any point in it?
There was, obviously, a point. He might not care about himself, but his survival directly affected the lives of his allies. And the fey was not going to put others in danger in this way.
Somehow finding his purse, Felian turned it upside down and poured the remnants of his recent savings onto his palm. "I hope it's enough for something." Unfolding the city map, he quickly scanned it, looking for a suitable store. "Liquid pleasures? Most likely."
Having purchased 5 large health powders (45), as well as potions of evasion and accuracy (20), Felian hurried to the meeting place. The fresh morning air helped him to clear his head and come to his senses.

- Good morning, gentlemen, this is my partner - Jakamer Mud, - the goblin greeted them and introduced the juran.
- Hello, nice to meet you, - said the juran, taking off his hat.
- If you are ready, we can leave right now.

—Good morning, - Felian greeted the juran and the other members of the mission. - I'm ready.

Should her mortal body be buried next to Ilzannah?

Well, if she behaves properly and knows her place, then no...

Having briskly finished his workday with a sudoku puzzle at an expert level, Sid decided to take a walk. The situation in the city turned out to be more complex than he had anticipated when leaving Tsutar, and it was in the order's best interest to delve deeper. Of course, cultural, scientific, and entertainment establishments provided a superficial impression for those who, in their naiveté, focused on the superficial, which was specifically designed for that purpose, but they could hardly bring one closer to the true subtext of what was happening.
He decided to check out Clean Hands (if they were open).

The further fate of the cultists remains unknown. Who knows, maybe in the end Corquetus managed to fulfill his dream of doing nothing? Maybe Vikaila became the most advanced scientist and expert on Jolai, proved that she is not a danger to society, and was able to legally teach at the Order's magical academies, while simultaneously studying the entire surrounding world? Or maybe they were all caught because someone saw them with Ellison on the street, but now it’s impossible to find out.
In any case, without their leader, the other cultists were not proactive enough to come up with schemes or go where they shouldn't, etc. A more peaceful life awaited them all. Perhaps.
At least the troll Kekrek and the froglet Tronned were happy for a short time, one with his cats, the other surrounded by books (we can only hope he doesn't die of hunger there, too engrossed in reading).

Race:
Duan
+1 Accuracy per Will point

Skills:
Lich (2 Skill Points)
-Meditation (1 Skill Point)
Necromancy
-Withering Ray (1 Skill Point)
-Fatigue (1 Skill Point)
-Raise Dead (1 Skill Point)
Mentalism (2 Skill Points)

Characteristics:
Strength 5
Agility 5
Perception 25
Endurance 5
Intelligence 50
Willpower 50

Liu Ping was an ordinary cemetery caretaker. Well, not exactly... He really loved his job. Although the Duan people generally don’t treat death the same way as Republicans do, Liu Ping still stood out even among them with his reverent attitude, knowing each grave and urn by name. In small temples and burial grounds, he independently lit ritual sticks and incense without waiting for visits from relatives of the deceased. When he and his young wife moved to the Republic, Liu also found a job there and continued to do the same. Sometimes he would sit and read a book to the dead or just talk.
And then Liu Ping died. As he himself joked later: "I was walking, I fell. I lost consciousness. I woke up – a lich." He had an unusual death. He managed to hear some voices while in a state between life and death…
Of course, his wife couldn't come to terms with her husband's new condition, and he himself looked at his life differently now, because a voice clearly told him: "Go and be the one who speaks on behalf of the dead in this difficult time, the era of collapse." Liu didn't quite understand what that meant, but he decided to take it literally – because it seemed to him that he could indeed hear and understand the dead... At least, as long as he wears an amulet in the form of a hoverfly.
After years of wandering and trying to convey to different people that they should treat death with reverence and caution, and not as something utilitarian, let alone insignificant and neglected, one evening, Liu Ping ended up in the Republican city of Aksot (let it be from a direction where no one has been before. If everything is explored, then from the east).

Inventory: hoverfly-shaped amulet, traveler’s staff, book “funeral traditions of different countries and peoples,” musical bell, money.

Finally, a good character in the expansion.

Nebok, split it in half between healing potions and Gizmos.

Damn, I forgot to add what you bought that time. But I deducted the money...

Damn, I forgot to add what you bought to the list that time. But I deducted the money...

Two firecrackers each, some fireworks, and smoke bombs, I think.

While Thiolas was working, he purchased ingredients and brewed potions, making 10 of each type from the existing stock, and still had ingredients left over. He also signed up for the main quest. No, I haven't quit the game. And I'm even skimming through what you're doing.

After finishing his shift, he heads towards the White Lily camp.

On his way to the camp, Hanzo encounters one of the officers he was somewhat familiar with during his service. The samurai wasn't directly under his command. As far as he knew, Miazato Kaga was handling some paperwork.

"A familiar face. You're Hanzo, right?" the man said to the samurai.