Knights of Tezoth

Before departing, Alsira, as was her custom, gave orders to the head maid.
— It shall be done, my lady. — The old woman hunched over. — If I may, since last month two more have begged for a transfer to the city.
— Interesting. And who will remain to do the household work?
— If you'll permit me, madam... Your servants' loyalty is beyond question, but the atmosphere is poisoned by that abominable spawn that has taken a liking to a place beside you.
— There is no need for concern, Shekhsha. She will not harm any of you.
— It is not only our heads we worry about, my lady! — The maid wrung her withered hands. — Not even a season has passed, and portraits hateful to the sun are already replacing those of our honored ancestors. And the deformities it has wrought upon the unfortunate seem straight out of heretical literature!
— Traitors to the homeland deserve punishment. Or do you not know what happens when you allow worshippers of madness to roam free? — Alsira pointed toward the window, from the hidden ruins of the lord's manor beyond the treeline to the horizon where Margel fell.
— One must not become like evil to fight it... — The old woman grumbled. — That is not what the founding lord taught us. Light and faith require an open soul. I beg you, my lady, order that demonic creature cast out before it brings great misfortune upon us all.
— Is it Light and faith that our northwestern brethren persecute?.. — Alsira smiled faintly. — I shall take your words to heart, Shekhsha. And now, the tourists await me across the river.

He's trolling us too...

Judging by the post, the Heroes player is already bracing for the fact that Alcyre will now have to fight alongside her servants. Only not through the efforts of Carnea, but of Mana.

In times of the kingdom's blood boiling, ready to ignite at any moment, the acting lord Olivus discovers a soothingly contrasting scene.
A man, whom she could have seen at Deus Mariarnelia's birthday, sat on the sand and, relaxed with a slight smile on his face, watched as two women played in the river.

- Take that! - The lady who had accompanied this man to the celebration cupped water in her hands and splashed it at her rival. In response, the latter flapped her powerful wings, causing a strong gust of wind to knock the attacker off her feet and douse her from head to toe. - Ahaha, that's not fair!
The green-eyed one, clearly not human, said nothing in reply, only grinning smugly - it seemed that, for some uncertain reason, she could not speak. Having had her fill of playing in the water, she took a lollipop from their shared bag and began to savor its sweet taste with pleasure, then hopped over to their companion and passionately kissed him on the lips.

The one-eyed man was the only one who noticed the knight's arrival. Without pulling his lips away from the beauty's before him, his single eye watched Alsira, while one of his hands rested on the hilt of his sword.

MAKE AN ALLIANCE WITH HATHARAIT QUICKLY WHILE YOU STILL HAVE A CHANCE! I'M SERIOUS!

If Virginy Virgil had seen what was happening, knowing the full background of the preceding events, I think he would have been even more disheartened than before.

Comparing the scenes of my first meeting with him during the previous and current expedition, I feel a real sense of pride in such character development

Burn doesn't stack, I think. Or did I miss something?

Let it stack now. Please...

Yes, indeed — it doesn't stack.

Eh. Give me a passive for stacking burns, please...

— Greetings, travelers! I ask forgiveness for interrupting your idyllic rest. — Landing her pegasus, the acting lord nodded to the partially familiar faces. — Troubled times oblige me to conduct a patrol flight of the surroundings. I am Alsira d'Arcrede, Knight of Forun. I recognize a couple of faces met earlier, but alas, no opportunity to introduce myself at the celebration presented itself.

It seemed that at the birthday party, the one-eyed man had spent his time in the guild corner, but the current scene decidedly did not resemble a spy operation.

The appearance of a third wheel alarmed the horned one; she pulled away from her activity and was about to do something unheard of, but the one-eyed man, rising to his feet, placed his palm on her head and thereby calmed her somewhat. The human woman from their company shyly threw some clothes over herself.
- Hi. I'm Hatarait, and these are Zlyuka and Iffi. We're just passing through, we bear no threat to this land.