Knights of Tezoth

Camel

"— Well, folks, in the near future we all need to get along and maybe thrash a few Ikazkan backsides," — Stefania smiled, greeting her fighters, then addressed Adalard directly:

"— Sir, I've been thinking about which other Knights might follow along with me. You previously recommended speaking with Eugene to dispel any possible doubts. It seems to me that while you remain the backbone of the main detachment, he could be useful for boosting the morale of the participants in our modest reconnaissance mission. If you think otherwise, I'm ready to heed your recommendations."

- Let's show these underground dwellers why we above-grounders are on top and they're below! - Odlid joked in response to the greeting.

- That's not quite what I meant when noting his qualities favorable to the current circumstances, but be that as it may — it's a good idea, follow the call of your heart.

— Well then, guys, in the near future we're all going to have to get along and maybe knock around a few Ikazkan backsides, — Stefania smiled, greeting her fighters, before addressing Adalard directly:

— Sir, I've been thinking about which other Knights might follow along with me. You previously recommended speaking with Eugene to dispel any possible doubts. It seems to me that while you remain the backbone of the main detachment, he could be useful for boosting the morale of the participants in our modest reconnaissance mission. If you think otherwise, I'm ready to heed your recommendations.

- Let's show these underground dwellers why we above-grounders are on top and they're below! - Odlid joked in response to the greeting.

- That's not quite what I meant when noting his qualities that are beneficial for the current circumstances, but be that as it may - it's a good idea, follow the call of your heart.

— In that case, let's prepare, wait for Eugene and the rest of the fighters, and set out on our way!

Wait, hold on — didn't the GM promise to tear heads off (or something like that) for using neural networks...

he might come in handy for cheering up the participants of our modest reconnaissance mission.

Looks like I'll have to take the lecher with me so he doesn't fuck someone he shouldn't while I'm away.

Looks like I'll have to take the lecher with me so he doesn't screw someone he shouldn't while I'm away.

And so he screws who he should? 😏

Now Neira's about to get the most interesting part of the game, and everyone else will be jealous of her

Now Neira's about to get the most interesting part of the game, and everyone else will be jealous of her

Camel

-- Absurd, quarrelsome, with an ugly face, fit only for desert bandits -- it is a dishonor to ride a camel.
Having graced the humped beast with but a fleeting glance, Ambrose approaches the unicorn, habitually gesturing for the steed to come closer. The snow-white beast with sorrowful eyes, however, is in no hurry to approach the knight, snorting distrustfully and tossing its mane.
-- A beautiful beast, but we are unlikely to get along, -- sighed the knight of the Hegemony. -- A unicorn is more of a lady's mount. Besides, in speed and strength it will hardly surpass my faithful Mordred by even a hair's breadth, and yet it costs a fair amount. A rather rare breed, I take it?
Leaving the unicorn be, the knight goes to look at the nightmare.
-- What a beauty! -- exclaims Ambrose with sincere, almost childlike delight, gazing at the giant beast pacing restlessly in the cramped pen. -- With its heavy hooves it would be splendid for trampling, breaking ribs, crushing skulls of traitors to the crown and Tezoth... It instills fear in the despicable rabble, and it will plunge villains into a dreadful slumber, this is truly a hero's steed. But I do not have forty gold on me, hold him for a few more days.

кое-кто мне задолжал описание этого чела, спрошенное в прошлом посте...

- Бандиты ходят в тряпье, скрипя полувыпавшими гнилыми зубами, и не моются месяцами. "Благородные разбойники" будут поближе. Хотя это лишь их самооправдание нарушению закона и неспособности жить в обществе.
Рассмотрев бумажку и так и эдак, и на просвет, и по-всякому, увлекает ее в карман и вспоминает, кто бы из достойных людей города мог помочь ему расшифровать эту тарабарщину. (кто?)

Далее приводит тело в чувство хлопками по щекам:
- Так-так-так, что мы тут имеем. Сон на посту? Еще и в наше неспокойное время, когда гиены точат клыки, мечтая урвать хоть крупинку плоти льва, властвующего над саванной? На ноги, рядовой! Доклад! - вся эта сцена вызывала у него расплывчатые некомфортные воспоминания, придавшие стали голосу.