Posts from Abasdarhon's Castle Auto-translated

- Now we need to increase the dosage. To counteract the enhanced effect. Let's go.

The experimenters move to another room. From the adjacent room, moans and other shameful sounds begin to be heard. Kristal calmly reads some book.

The noble knight and the battle fairy triumphantly return to the farm. By this time, it is already dark. The farmer and his eldest son greet them.

- Oh! How was the outing? Successful? - asked the farmer.

- Unfortunately, this is a painful reality – people who have lost their usual way of life during and after the war... resorting to looting and robbery. They usually don't live long – they get stabbed in the gut by other, more successful bandits, or by armies. I hope they use their second... or rather, third chance more wisely, because they certainly have the potential for it, - shared his hope the second fighter with the first.

will Bridget worry about his sudden disappearance.

Of course, it will! He won't be able to sleep all night! Go home!

- From the corpse of an enemy of the republic, - the elf replied patriotically. - Luckily, we were able to neutralize him before he could use them. How much will you take for them?
After thanking him for his services, Tarleon headed to the camp of the Dead Heads. (if he sold them)

-- Oh, you are...
Quint follows and, as soon as the door closes, slams the butt of his musket on the boy's head, but -- measuring his strength.

— But isn't an overdose of the substances dangerous for them? — Maylin expressed her doubts. Having received an answer, the collapse mage sat down to read the basics of mentalism so as not to disturb her employer and the subjects.

- Are you heading to our camp?

- Unfortunately, this is a painful routine – people who have lost their usual way of life during and after the war... resorting to looting and robbery. They usually don't live long – they get stabbed in the stomach by other, more successful bandits, or by armies. I hope they use their second... already third chance more wisely; fortunately, they have the potential for it," shared his hope with fighter number one.
As he left the scene of the adventure, he felt that the Creator was smiling at the fact that they might have saved some lives here.

- We found a camp; you need to go approximately that far over there. There were five of them: two died, the rest retreated. We confiscated all the weapons, as well as the supplies that were there, and maybe there are even more from other farms. Here you go,” Sid dumped a bag of food near his master. “The weapon… Well, take a look yourself. It really looks like Lafir weaponry. I don’t know what to do with it. I don’t need it; you can share it with Lord Felian.”
He stroked his chin.
- After we discreetly followed the goblins until everything calmed down – judging by their conversations and direction of movement, they left these places and should no longer bother you, especially since they are now unarmed. But just in case, we would stay overnight with you and keep watch until morning for certainty. If you don't mind and if there is room for us.

Having decided that she didn't have time for such a long ritual right now, Gunhilda politely declined. After that, the dwarf headed where she originally intended to go – to "Clean Hands."
First, I’m going to sign up from here for the quest with the Lafirs, and then, if it’s already the indicated time for signing up, I’ll also sign up for the main quest.

- According to years of testing, no.

Maylin stumbles upon a rather interesting chapter.

Fundamentals of Mentalism

…Separate from all other types of mental entities are so-called Sentient Ghosts. They are capable of communication, easily make contact, but are quite unstable. Without constant interaction with a mentalist or some source of energy, they quickly disappear. As a rule, these creatures do not remember who they were in life. Some of them do not understand what happened to them and continue to do what they did in life. In one of the regions of the Republic, I came across an entire settlement of such individuals who continued to "live" a normal life and did not understand that their bodies had long since turned to dust, and they themselves were only ghosts…

+5 to awareness
+1 to intelligence

About an hour later, the embarrassing sounds subsided, and Maylin and Cristoll were able to return to the laboratory. The couples were sitting on the floor, hugging each other, covered with clothes. They looked very satisfied, happy, but tired.

- Okay, now I'll enhance my potion, and we'll see how it works.

- If you're from the Dead Heads camp, then yes. And what about it?

- Those who have died are not afraid of death. Are you a Republican? - she looked at Tarilion, narrowing her eyes.