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Well, guys, move me down — Orvald the rat will win.
Naira is doing everything right. In these events, the winner is the one who convinces everyone that he is a weakling, while all the power is in that dude over there.🤣🤣🤣
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
- In our kingdom there is only one priestess - the very one who brought this mysterious mirror as a gift, but no hierarchy between her and other followers has been documented so far.
— So, it is decided. It is not fitting for a knight to fear earthly storms or otherworldly secrets. I will confidently plunge into the dark pool, on the bottom of existence, where the boundary between worlds is thin, I shall find the gold of new revelations and undoubtedly bring them back. But perhaps the power of persuasion of the nameless poet-acolyte will not be able to stir the mind... I will no longer take up your moments, pleasant as our conversation has been, so I take my leave — Bugurt is already calling to stain the arena with blood for the glory and joy of our all-glorious lady. Ambrose barely has time to take his leave, and the evil genie is already whispering. "Read, read. I knew one who also read about all sorts of things. The poor fellow lost his mind... But is the price too great for a power capable of blowing up a city, mm?" "Then tell me this story, spirit!" "..." "? " "..."
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
And Ferlutz, if he can reach me. But I have a small maneuvering zone because of the pumpkin that nobody shoots at. And if I shoot at Whitecalm, and Ferlutz's wyvern isn't taken down, he'll be hitting me, as we've figured out. I believe in Nebka and hope for him.
I'm not backing out of my words — I'll come down to play by tournament rules if Nebo comes down and all NPCs + Orvald are dead, because he's a rat.
And what about Nebok? I'm not even reading into what's happening... Besides, my character has already come down to fight in melee, so let all those Arandors with their rats and dogs not get angry. I'd offer Stefania without equipment and stripped to the waist, but there's nothing to look at there...
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
Ambrose shouts at the top of his lungs, drowning out the roar and clang of the melee: -- Drive him off! Mock him! Cowardly Orwald, Florensana's son He'd hide in a tower if he could But can only cower in a corner!
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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