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Nebok: ( Do as you see fit. If you can't continue with the experience, pause it, or find a way to symbolically conclude or drop it – it's your game, and you decide. I'll accept any option. My inactivity is due to my dislike of text-based roleplaying in general, but I really enjoy your GMing, and to support my favorite GM, even in a symbolic way, I'm willing to participate.
— Oh, how sad, — Maylin pouted. — But now I'm here, which means the party should take on a whole new vibe! Basically, I'm following Cezan and talking to whoever he introduces us to, and participating in the conversations. Otherwise, I don't know anyone, except for that strange encounter with the Sorceress. If Izemberta wants to chat with Maylin, I'll hang out with her.
One way or another, Maylin, Izemberta, and Cezan ended up near Gabell, Taffi, and Maro.
— Did you hear what happened to Zuphe? — Gabell asked. — She broke her horns while they were having fun, — Taffi said. — He-he, — Maro reacted. Izemberta rolled her eyes slightly, and Gabell blushed. — Your jokes... No, someone poisoned her. If it weren't for the legionaries who arrived in time and found her on a bench, not far from my shop, in a semi-conscious state, she would have died by nightfall. — How terrible! — Taffi exclaimed. — Awful! — Maro exclaimed. — And how did they realize she was poisoned? — Izemberta asked. — The Devourers didn't realize. I just immediately took her to the Dead Heads. They figured it out. — Did she say anything? — Izemberta continued. — Nothing, the last thing she remembered was walking towards me, and then it was dark. — Very strange story, — Izemberta pondered. — And what about the Dead Heads? — Well, they dug around in her head, and didn't find anything suspicious.
Added 4 minutes ago Morning
The hardened hide and stone muscles of the hideous creature could have caused considerable inconvenience to members of the regular army or local hunters, but fortunately, they succumbed to the two-meter blade of a Knight's sword. Nevertheless, the battle turned out to be long and exhausting, and for some time the area was filled with the clang of steel and the roar of the demonic offspring. Finally, catching the demon off balance on the next swing, the Knight slammed into its body with all his weight, slamming it against the wall of the barn, and with a powerful, practiced movement, he slashed its torso diagonally from the collarbone to the pelvis. A couple of moments later, the creature's howl was replaced by gurgling and a wheeze, its body convulsively twitched, clawing at the ground, and finally went limp. Sid stood for some time in a combat stance with his weapon at the ready, then whispered a short litany, placed his foot on the shoulder of the limp creature, and with the Creator's name on his lips, he drove and twisted the two-handed sword deep into its chest - just in case. Satisfied with this result, he wiped the blood from the blade on a haystack, took off his helmet, took a deep breath, ran his tousled hair back, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the plate of his bracer. The armor was dented and scratched in places, but fortunately, nothing that could not be fixed with a simple polish and a couple of tools from his field kit. His muscles ached with fatigue, his bones ached, his head spun, and he was suffocating with shortness of breath. Not all of these symptoms were caused by the poison - he had become accustomed to some of them and lived with them for decades. Nevertheless, his usual well-being was gradually returning to him, so he decided not to resort to an antidote yet, unless he suddenly felt worse, instead enjoying a prayer to the Lord for good health, and at the same time, for the repose of the souls of those whom the monster had managed to kill. Having finished analyzing the current situation, Sid decided to take a final look in the barn and see what had attracted the demon so much.
In the barn, Sid finds a corpse, apparently one of Lafir's army. He is lying on his left side, curled up, facing the wall.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
In one way or another, Maylin, Izemberta, and Sezan found themselves near Gabell, Taffi, and Maro.
- Did you hear what happened to Zuphe? - Gabell asked. - She broke her horns while they were having fun, - said Taffi. - He-he, - Maro reacted. Izemberta rolled her eyes slightly, and Gabell blushed. - Your jokes... No, someone poisoned her. If the legionaries hadn't arrived in time and found her on a bench, not far from my shop, in a semi-conscious state, she would have died by night. - Horrible! - exclaimed Taffi. - Terrible! - exclaimed Maro. - And how did they realize she was poisoned? - Izemberta asked. - The Devourers didn't realize. I just immediately took her to the Deadheads. They figured it out. - Did she say anything? - Izemberta continued. - Nothing, the last thing she remembered was walking to me, and then it was dark. - A very strange story, - Izemberta pondered. - What about the Deadheads? - Well, they dug around in her head and didn't find anything suspicious.
hello, easter egg with Alex's thugs! — How terrible! - Maylin did not hide her emotions, imagining that she herself could have been in the place of the unfortunate stranger. - But who and for what purpose could have done this, are there really no suspects? Maybe, for example, she had offended enemies? Or she just happened to be "in the wrong place at the wrong time"?
Hey boss, I've already put in a full day's work today. I also do some extra work in the evenings. Tomorrow, I'll switch to an early shift.
Added 14 minutes later Although, okay, I'll drink an antidote. What's given can be taken away. But only if the poison lasts a long time, and doesn't disappear after a battle or after a couple of minutes.
I think I drank it.
Added 36 seconds later Are Ment, Heroist, Ples, and Lok going on the quest with the Lafirs, right?
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
Added after 36 seconds Are Ment, Heroist, Ples, and Lok going on the quest with the Lafeers?
While the boys are catching arrows from the Lafeers, I'll be sipping wine (or whatever they're serving) and hanging out with the high society of Axoth :cool:
Hey, here's a fun Easter egg with Alex's Headhunters! — How awful! — Maylin couldn't hide her emotions, imagining that she herself could have been in the place of the unfortunate stranger. — But who and for what purpose could have done this? Surely there isn't a single suspect? Maybe, for example, she had offended enemies? Or she just happened to be "in the wrong place at the wrong time"?
— It's more likely the latter, — replied Gabell. — Gabik, why aren't you with her right now? — asked Maro. — They won't let me see her anymore. They said they're going to try to examine her memory again, and for that, they need to make sure that no new memories appear, and blah blah blah, a bunch of scientific and magical terms that I don't understand. — So that's why you're being so nice today, you're worried about her? — asked Taffy. — Of course! — Yes, when the woman you love is in trouble, you become someone else, — Cezan tries to hug Maylin. — As if you've ever loved anyone, — said Izemberta, and Maro and Taffy giggled.
Added 35 seconds ago Heroist
Did Lock sign up with us?
I don't remember either.
Added 31 seconds ago Neiko
While the boys are dodging arrows from the Lifers, I'll sip some wine (or whatever they're pouring) and hang out with the high society of Axoth :cool:
Just don't get too drunk, or it'll be like with Ancel!)
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
- It's more like the latter, - replied Gabell. - Gabik, why aren't you with her now? - Maro asked. - They won't let me see her anymore. They said they're going to try to examine her memory again, and for that, they need to prevent any new memories from forming, and blah blah blah, a bunch of scientific and magical terms that I don't understand. - So that's why you're being so nice today, you're worried about her? - Taffy asked. - Of course! - Yes, when the woman you love is suffering, you become someone else, - Cezan tries to put his arm around Maylin. - As if you've ever loved anyone, - said Izemberta, and Maro and Taffy giggled.
Anticipating Cezan's planned gesture, the girl sharply moves away, ignoring him, to take Gabell's hands and express her sympathy: - Mr. Gabell, I'm so sorry, - Maylin said sincerely. - When I came to you today and burdened you with my problems about the dress, I couldn't have imagined the horror that was happening in your soul right now! I hope everything will be alright and Mrs. Zuphe will recover as soon as possible and forget the horror she experienced...
Added 1 minute ago Sky
Don't get too drunk, or it will be like with Ancel!)
I have incredibly strong willpower, which means I will endure!
Oh, these young and hot-headed ones. Quint pulled the cleaver out of the captive's hand, and he wouldn't let the girl near the boy. -- So, kid. Either you give me their addresses, tell me the time and place of your next meeting, and tell me how many girls you've already killed in the basement, or I really will cut off your penis and make you eat it without salt.
- Not at all, they're all fine... only she is the one... she started threatening me in the morning, - the captive breathed heavily and kept faltering. - That she will tell everything to her brother... that he is from the guard, we got scared. If I give the addresses... what will happen to me? Please don't kill me! And don't cut off my penis, I beg you, I beg you!
The boy starts to cry.
Added after 43 seconds Naiko
I have a colossal will, which means I will endure!
It depends on endurance)
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
Anticipating Cezan's planned gesture, the girl abruptly steps back, ignoring him, to take Gabell's hands and express her sympathy: — Mr. Gabell, I am so sorry," Maylin said sincerely. "When I came to you today and burdened you with my dress problems, I couldn't have imagined the horror you are experiencing right now! I hope everything will be alright and that Madam Zuphe will recover as soon as possible and forget the ordeal...
— Don't worry, work distracts you from bad thoughts. So you actually did me a favor. Besides, it's always nice to see happy and beautiful clients. Maylin catches the predatory glances of Taffy and Maro. — It doesn't look that good on you," said Taffy. — Yes. And it makes you look fat," added Maro. — Well, you're just mean," said Izemberta with a smile. — Yes, we are, little snakes," replied Taffy and hissed like a snake, Maro joined in and hissed too. — Hiss hiss!
Taffy gently bites Izemberta on the ear, and she doesn't resist. Maylin imagines all of Cezan's fantasies about this in her head.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
-- If you talk, you might see your dear old dad again. He'll probably lock you up, but that's your problem. But if we find out you've said anything bad about my hospitality, you know what will happen. Of course, he won't let him go. Why would he? It was obvious from the start that there was no hope of getting a ransom from the merchant. The boy's fate has been sealed for a long time, just as the fate of a mouse caught in a cat's paws is sealed. When a cat plays with a mouse, it escapes, only to find itself back in the cat's claws, and this repeats over and over again, because from the mouse's perspective, there is neither a cat nor a game – only life, freedom, which are so close, yet so unattainable – it is completely incomprehensible to the poor rodent's mind. From the cat's perspective, the outcome is perfectly clear.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers