Posts from 🎀 Wisteria 🎀

Giving consumables to NPCs? Pfffffffffff.

I will probably be able to give away the rest.

For money or just like that? If the latter, I agree with Ment's idea of "1 potion per person." I would take it for either resources or experience. Probably, the former is preferable.

most likely

But this isn't certain, because I haven't calculated the profitability of "feeding" experience to subordinates yet.

For money or just like that?

Just like that.

"1 potion in 1 hand"

It's okay... If we survive until the end of the day, I'll figure it out.

Having reached the house at the specified address, Raphael and his subordinates approached the door and knocked.
— What do you want? — The owner of the house became wary, noticing such a large group.
— We're from the guild, uncle, — Alm quickly explained, — we're here on business.
— Alright... You can come in.

Mirastir, feeling full and satisfied, arrived at the "Griffins" headquarters, wandered around for a bit... It felt rather empty. Rogdan was still nowhere to be seen. What was taking him so long? What if the resurrection had failed, and he was being held accountable? Ah, if Mirastir were as knowledgeable about legends as Sir Rogdan, he could have more accurately predicted whether Lian Fay would succeed or not, but as it is...
Inactivity was unpleasant. As evening approached, Heliomar went to look for Lady Celestia Coriander.

what I expected to see in the topic:
what I saw:

Celestia Coriander Mirastir was found in the same place as last time. It was clear that she was very busy, but that didn't stop her from asking what he needed this time.

– Good evening, Lady Celestia. Please excuse me for interrupting, but has Sir Rogdan been released yet? How did it go for him, if that's not classified information? He's taking a while.

— Hmm... Just a moment. — The vice-captain ran a short distance, spoke with her subordinates, and then returned to Mirastir. — According to our records, Sir Rogdan and Lady Fai have already left the palace and passed through the checkpoint in the square. You must have missed them. — Her eyes saddened. — As for the rest... I heard that their efforts were unsuccessful.

- So, what's the problem? What do you need? - Raphael asked after they entered and settled down. - Five pieces is a considerable sum.

— Hmm... Just a moment. — The vice-captain walked some distance, spoke with her subordinates, and returned to Mirastir. — According to our records, Sir Rogdan and Lady Fay have already left the palace and passed through the checkpoint in the square. You must have missed each other. — Her eyes saddened. — As for the rest... I heard that their efforts were unsuccessful.

— I see, — Mirastir also looked saddened. — Well, in any case, thank you for your help. People like you are the pride of the empire, and I am glad that Sir Rogdan and Lady Fay at least tried; Arteria rewards even for intentions.
Heliomar walks around the city, visiting various places and taverns where Rogdan might be, checks the summoner's canyon, in short, he's searching.

- So, what's the problem? What do you need? - Raphael asked after they entered and settled down.

— And you, first tell us who you are and what you're famous for.

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Heliomar walks around the city, visiting various places and establishments where Rogdan might be, checks the Summoner's Canyon, in short, he's searching.

No matter how hard Mirastir tries, he can't find Rogdan anywhere.

The bartender, without making any unnecessary movements, presented Valdemar with an assortment of drinks offered at his establishment.

-- Hmm... This map covers half the continent. If I had a bar like this back home, I might never have traveled at all. I'll have a "Pontus"! It evokes sentimental memories of my military past...

-- So, my commander sent my squadron out on a foraging mission, -- the bottle was almost empty, and Valdemar, though not yet completely drunk, was quite tipsy and spoke enthusiastically, not paying much attention to whether anyone was listening. -- They reached some village, killed the men who decided to resist, and then started looting. Well, everyone knows what a free foraging mission is like – they harass women here, rob houses there, and I have to gather them up and make them load at least some oats and bread. Then one of the soldiers calls me, and asks me to come to some basement. And in the basement – there were a hundred bottles of that Pontus wine, even more. So, your grace, would you like to have a drink? And then we can enjoy it together. And I see – half of them are already drunk, sly faces, so drunk that even their own horses shy away from them. Well, what could I do? I gave the order to stay there overnight.
Valdemar poured the remaining brandy into a glass of wine, swirled it gently, and drank it down in one gulp.
-- Forgive me – I wouldn't have drunk this if you had Lisliar wine! Well, the soldiers got drunk, and in the morning we put the wine right into sacks of oats – so it wouldn't break, and we left. By evening, we caught up with the others, and the commander was happy, saying how much forage they had gathered! And at night, I woke up – and my men, one by one, were stealing wine from the sacks! They thought that if I could do it, then they, the common soldiers, were also allowed to. I hissed at them, but there was nothing I could do, I didn't want to wake everyone up. In short, the wine didn't survive. In the morning, the commander asked: what happened, Cornet Karafa, why are the sacks half empty?! He asked, and he himself was drunk as a pig – he had a barrel of cognac with him, but he didn't give anyone any, he drank it all himself, and he looked like a barrel himself. So I answered him, with all innocence: the mice ate it, sir commander! He: why are you staggering so much, Cornet? I – I'm just very tired, sir commander... We then asked to go on another foraging mission to the same place, and he didn't suspect anything...

He returns to headquarters and informs the others about the problem.

- We? We're the people of Lower Clematis, capable of solving many problems for a fee – from the roughest to the most delicate. Specifically, my guys are more down-to-earth and practical; that's what I think. Although, Alm here is a specialist in resolving family issues, even if you wouldn't guess it by looking at him. Yes, Alm? How many families have you helped? You've probably lost count.