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While signing up for the Bughurt, the Knights of Imperturbability and Destructive Might locked eyes.
- Hey there, cutie, hello.
Jason Whitecalm glanced at his 10 points of aesthetics and looked around, not entirely sure that the ebony dragoness was addressing him rather than someone else.
- Aha, yes, you. - As if reading his thoughts, she placed her clawed paw on his shoulder, leaned in slightly, and whispered a reply to his unspoken question.
- Greetings, my lady. How might my humble self be of service to you?
- Mm, I'd like to try piercing your defense, if you know what I mean... But looking at those two volcanoes about to erupt, I've got a better idea for the time being.
- I'm listening.
- How about we team up? Let's show the power of small regions.
- Any option works for me, including that one too.
- Then it's a deal. - The dragoness tried to reach her clawed paw toward her companion's pants, but he sharply batted it aside. - Oops, wrong hand. - This time she shook his palm. - Ha-ha, sorry, sorry.
Reading the letter written by the Knight of Serene Bliss (and why could he not deign to take a few steps and report his thoughts in person?...) Lordess Ciel Pinkflight gently stroked the head of the knight lying on her lap.
- The Deuses of the past see, today many desire the attention of my Moon Shadow.
— Your Grace sees it that way? On one hand, this is spiritually proper, and there is no desire to neglect good meetings. On the other, I had no motive to occupy the horizon of various personalities... Only to not tarnish the honor of the fatherland. Where do the winds of acquaintance blow, my lady?
— Your Grace sees it that way? On one hand, this is spiritually commendable, and there is no desire to neglect kind encounters. On the other hand, I had no motive to occupy the horizon of various personalities... Only to keep the honor of the fatherland unstained. Where do the winds of acquaintance blow, my lady?
- My lord Yin needs your hand and your pen, my precious. "Knights of Tezoth" is the name of a project conceived by his intellect: Serene Bliss yearns to gather information about the worthy of this era and to bring to life on the shelves of the library entrusted to him a new relic.
"One hundred eighty-eight, heh-heh," Vargas covered his eye with his palm, then came to his senses.
"My lady," Lester knelt on one knee, offering his hand to Alaria. "I would have liked to fight shoulder to shoulder with you in a real battle against the enemies of the realm. To be honest, I did not expect such a fight at all! You are incredibly swift. Have you served in the military?"
— Your Grace sees it thus? On one hand, this is spiritually commendable, and there is no desire to neglect kind encounters. On the other, I had no motive to occupy the horizons of various individuals... Only to not tarnish the honor of the fatherland. Which way do the winds of acquaintance blow, my lady?
- My Lord Yin requires your hand and your pen, my precious. "Knights of Tezoth" is the name of the project conceived by his intellect: Serene Bliss yearns to gather information about the worthies of this era and bring to life a new relic upon the shelves of the library entrusted to him.
— Truly grand is this aspiration! Often does the inspirer's quill bend, failing to turn the poem into a legend. Any aid is welcome, however.. — lost in thought, she raises her crimson gaze from below upward at her mistress. — Would it be wise to neglect one's duty to one's suzerain for the sake of a curious, time-consuming project?
Round 2, Battle 5. Lord Ambrose Turbon V Lord Zydiel Mox
The Turbon family ring increases Ambrose's damage: 85->127
Zydiel moves 8 down. Ambrose, apparently unable to endure the mockery from the previous round, attacks Zydiel with a killing blow. AP (3/5). Zydiel takes (crit) 762 damage (-562/200).
Zydiel's remains are being scraped off the arena... Lord Ambrose Turbon wins.
😦
The funny thing is that a regular crit would have gone through and Zydiel would have dropped anyway. In other words, the accuracy and crit chance bonuses played no role. But Alex decided to use the killing blow, so we have what we have...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
For now, I've gone off to "prepare the next rounds." I hope to hold Arandor's battle this evening. In the meantime, feel free to vividly describe what you've seen...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
For now, I've gone off to "prepare the next rounds." I hope to hold Arandor's battle in the evening. In the meantime, feel free to vividly describe what you've seen...
I'll be describing it in the evening. And I'll most likely start with a brief account of the rain of arrows.
— Your Grace sees it thus? On one hand, this is spiritually commendable, and there is no desire to neglect good acquaintances. On the other, I had no motive to occupy the horizon of various individuals... Only to not tarnish the honor of the fatherland. Where do the winds of acquaintance blow, my lady?
- My Lord Yin needs your hand and your pen, my precious one. "Knights of Tezoth" is the name of the project conceived by his intellect: the Serene Bliss yearns to gather information about the worthy of this era and bring a new relic to life on the shelves of the library entrusted to him.
— Truly grand is this endeavor! Often does the inspirer's pen wither, failing to turn the poem into a legend. Any help is welcome, however.. — lost in thought, she raises her crimson gaze from below upward to the mistress. — Is it wise to neglect one's duty to the suzerain for the sake of a strange, time-consuming project?
- Only if what is conceived flows in the same river as the aspirations of your heart.
Overall, this is a long "quest" that most likely cannot be completed in the first half of the game.
Round 2, battle 4. Lady Nelia Vesta vs Lady Stefania Valentine
Lady Nelia Vesta likely entered the duel hoping to repeat the success of the previous round. However, all she was destined to repeat was the fate of Lord Ambrose Turbon...
"Outrageous! At a tournament, everyone should be on equal footing!" — thought one of the judge's friends, watching the duel. "Like hell you'll get equal footing in a real fight!" — thought the second friend of the judge, watching as her kin deftly revived battered participants without a single scratch, dreaming of learning to do the same...
The judge herself, having finished "filing the battle report," walked off with a composed face to await the next duel...
The battle proved long and exhausting, even though poor Nelia essentially had no chance from the very start of even scratching Stefania. Nevertheless, the girl approached Joy, who was recovering from the damage she had sustained, without a shadow of self-admiration, to thank her for the fight and ask how she was doing:
— I saw you in the previous battle, you are a very strong warrior, — added the Knight of the Wind. — Had I faced you under different circumstances and in close combat, you would have utterly crushed me.
— Your Grace sees it thus? On one hand, this is spiritually commendable, and there is no desire to neglect kind encounters. On the other, I had no motive to occupy the horizons of various individuals... Only to not tarnish the honor of the fatherland. Which way do the winds of acquaintance blow, my lady?
- My lord Yin needs your hand and your pen, my precious. "Knights of Tezoth" is the name of the project conceived by his intellect: Serene Bliss yearns to gather information about the worthies of this era and bring to life a new relic upon the shelves of the library entrusted to him.
— Truly grand is this aspiration! Often does the inspirer's quill bend, failing to bring the poem to legendary status. Any aid is welcome, however.. — lost in thought, she raises her crimson gaze from below to her mistress. — Is it wise to neglect one's duty to one's suzerain for the sake of a curious, time-consuming project?
- Only if the endeavor lies within the same river as the aspirations of your heart.
Overall, this is a long "quest" that most likely cannot be completed in the first half of the game.
by half of the game, only my parts will remain to turn in
— The river's current drowns in the bottomless ocean of uncertainty. If fateful hurricanes witness this, I would wish to lend my support with my own hand. Yet the care for one's native lands remains forever a priority of the family name. I thank you, my lady. I should likely present myself to my lord Yin regarding this matter.
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