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The foul stench that met Stefania's nostrils was unlike any animal that lived on the surface, as if her body were giving her a hint that the food she was preparing was incompatible with her.
Maybe they and Manka just don't know how to cook. Stefania is a noble lady, after all — surely servants did that for her.
Don't remind me about "noble ladies" who "can't cook," plz...
If only I knew what ladies I'm supposedly reminding you of...
Once upon a time there was an expa. And in this expa lived two young people: Aristarch and Zaia. And this expa was famous for the fact that f*cking reigned within it without the slightest risk of catching some STD. But getting poisoned by some ineptly cooked grub — that was easy. Especially since the grub itself wasn't even accounted for by the expa's mechanics... So... One evening, instead of tumbling in bed like all the "normal" characters of these your expas, this couple simply chatted while eating food kindly prepared by Zaia... In short, Aristarch did not live happily. Nor long... And all because someone really loves their little jokes... And that's the end of the tale, and those who listened — well done...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
Odlyd decides not to wait for an invitation and to end the trial as soon as possible — he puts a new dish in his mouth and... Nothing noticeable seems to happen? Except that his trusty sword falls from his hands.
Odlyd receives: Dullness -1 to learning ability, stacks.
And forgets: Sword The character can use a sword without penalty.
So anyway... One evening this couple, instead of tumbling in bed like all the "normal" characters in these expeditions of yours
Oh come on, in this expedition only the GM's characters tumbled, and without details — Lester with Nosi, Rezara with the servant. And if it were as you say, by that logic we'd have been spinning Stefania's death counter long ago.
Odlyd decides not to wait for an invitation and to end the trial as quickly as possible — he takes a new dish into his mouth and... Nothing noticeable seems to happen? Except that his trusty sword falls from his hands.
Odlyd receives: Dullness -1 to learning ability, stacks.
And forgets: Sword The character can use a sword without penalty.
😒
— Odlyd, no!.. — Stefania, who wanted to raise the point that this food was dangerous, didn't have time to do anything. The warrior acted faster than she and Manka could have reacted.
And shortly after, words were unnecessary. Something clicked in the head of the seemingly self-assured warrior in the blink of an eye, causing him to lose his blade. And his expression clearly became much dumber. He had likely suffered irreparable damage.
All Stefania managed to do was knock the dish0 out of his hands and completely get rid of the vile concoction so that no one else would repeat Odlyd's mistake.
— I suppose there's nothing more we can do except head to the camp with those freaks, — Stefania summed up. She felt awful inside, but right now she looked extremely composed, much like her own father.
Well, I think we should take the paintings (I'll think about where to invest the learnability). Emilia lives in the capital, and the lord, I suppose, does too. The rest can probably stay where they're from. And I guess we'll hang the paintings in Flowers. Farthest from the border, maybe they'll last a bit longer... Arandor, what do you think?
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
Odlyd decides not to wait for an invitation and to end the trial as quickly as possible — he puts a new dish in his mouth and... Nothing noticeable seems to happen? Except that his trusty sword slips from his hands.
Odlyd receives: Dullness -1 to learning ability, stacks.
And forgets: Sword The character can use a sword without penalty.
😒
— Odlyd, no!.. — Stefania, who had wanted to bring up the fact that this food was dangerous, didn't manage to do anything. The warrior acted faster than she and Manka could react.
And shortly after, words were unnecessary. Something clicked in the head of the seemingly self-assured warrior in the blink of an eye, causing him to lose his blade. And his expression clearly became far more foolish. He had likely suffered irreparable damage.
All Stefania managed to do was knock the dish0 out of his hands and completely get rid of the vile concoction so that no one else would repeat Odlyd's mistake.
— I suppose, other than going to the camp with those freaks, there's nothing more we can do, — Stefania summed up. She felt awful inside, but right now she looked extremely composed, much like her own father.
- There are five of us. Four Reds. - Rusty didn't seem to care about his dulled subordinate. Perhaps now he would be even more obedient. - Do you still insist on the need for the whole squad to go to the camp?
Odliid decides not to wait for an invitation and finish the trial as soon as possible — he puts a new dish in his mouth and... Nothing noticeable seems to happen? Except that his faithful sword slips from his hands.
Odliid receives: Dullness -1 to learning ability, stacks.
And forgets: Sword The character can use a sword without penalty.
😒
— Odliid, no!.. — Stefania, who had wanted to bring up the fact that this food was dangerous, didn't manage to do anything. The warrior acted faster than she and Manka could react.
And shortly after, words were unnecessary. Something clicked in the head of the seemingly self-assured warrior in the blink of an eye, causing him to lose his blade. And his expression clearly became much dumber. He had likely suffered irreparable damage.
All Stefania managed to do was knock the dish0 out of his hands and completely get rid of the vile brew so that no one else would repeat Odliid's mistake.
— I suppose, other than heading to the camp with those freaks, there's nothing more we can do, — Stefania summed up. She felt awful inside, but right now she looked extremely composed, much like her own father.
And suddenly it turns out that the damned "eye" doesn't accept "its own" as a sacrifice...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
Одлид решает не ждать приглашения и покончить с испытанием как можно скорее - он берет новое блюдо в рот и... Вроде бы ничего заметного не происходит? Кроме того что верный меч выпадает из его рук.
Одлид получает: Тупость -1 к обучаемости, стакается.
И забывает: Меч Персонаж может пользоваться мечом без штрафа.
😒
— Одлид, нет!.. — Стэфания, которая хотела поднять тему того, что эта пища опасна, не успела ничего сделать. Воин действовал быстрее, чем они с Манкой могли бы отреагировать.
А уже спустя короткое время слова были излишни. В голове казавшегося уверенным в себе воина в мгновение ока что-то щелкнуло, от чего он потерял свой клинок. А вид его явно стал гораздо глупее. Вероятно, он получил непоправимый ущерб.
Всё, что успела сделать Стэфания, это выбить блюдо0 из его рук и полностью избавиться от мерзкого варева, чтобы никто больше не повторил ошибку Одлида.
— Полагаю, кроме как идти в лагерь с этими уродцами, мы больше ничего не можем сделать, — резюмировала Стэфания. На душе ей было мерзко, но сейчас она выглядела крайне сдержано, подобно собственному отцу.
- Нас пятеро. Красных четверо. - Ржавому, похоже, не было дела до отупевшего подчиненного. Возможно, так он будет теперь даже более послушным. - Всё ещё будешь настаивать на необходимости идти в лагерь всем отрядом?
— Разве ответ не очевиден? — Стэфания говорила весьма спокойно и сдержано, сейчас Эжен мог видеть в ней чуть ли не копию своего отца.
Её взгляд говорил: «Действуй, только быстро».
— Если можно, менее болезненно для него, — добавила она, глядя в сторону пострадавшего Одлида, намекая на талант его глаз. В конце концов, лучше быстро взорваться, ничего не понимая, чем медленно умирать. Эту реплику мог услышать только Ржавый рыцарь.
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