Posts from ⚔️Serberia Auto-translated

A bottle of liquor, purchased from a local merchant, cost Gulveig 10 seliks.

Gungnir wasn't one to attach special sentimental significance to his birthday, but he accepted the gesture from the ward and, without hesitation, poured some for himself and her.
— Have you ever been interested in history, do you know anything about the king?

Ryohei carefully passes by within earshot of the conversation, pretending to be mesmerized by the movements of the dancing girl.

*shook her head negatively, preparing to listen*

Lilian settles in comfortably and tells Ilva to stand where it will be convenient for her to draw. “Okay, let’s think… What is struggle? Its primary manifestation can be called the instinct for self-preservation, when a person tries to save themselves from some danger. Perhaps it’s a struggle for the heart of a loved one, when you try in every way to please them or compete with a rival. Perhaps it’s a zealous struggle for beliefs, or for power… An internal struggle with existential horror, for example, but we already partially discussed that last time. In short, life itself is a struggle. In general, depict something that you personally associate with this concept the most.”

- Hmm... You know what, buddy, I can't right now, but I'll come back later. I'm actually curious. Alright, bye.
Veserod stepped outside and wiped the sweat from his brow. The task turned out to be incredibly difficult – no wonder even Rakhit failed. Nevertheless, one could discern a certain direction of thought from the man.
Sighing heavily and cursing everything, the hunter headed towards the rabbit farm, while simultaneously sharpening his ears and eyes, both for the task and for the previously marked zoomers.

— He didn't want to become a ruler and had a free spirit, a love for adventure. — Gungnir took another sip from his glass. — He traveled with the woman he loved, and as long as she was happy and his wanderlust was satisfied, he didn't care about anything else in life. And then, you could say, because of us, his beloved left this world, and he himself was drawn into the whirlwind of war and political intrigues, which turned his whole life upside down, and now, essentially, he's become a vegetable — he doesn't react to the world around him, no matter what you do. I also sent Father Eyr, my old comrade, to the Artery with my own hands. — He pours and drinks again. — But, as you can see, I'm still alive and well, life goes on, and they have nothing to look forward to. I am sometimes tormented by remorse for many of my past actions, but I understand that if time could be turned back, I would do exactly the same thing each time, because regardless of the outcome, there was nothing in my motivation that I could be ashamed of before myself or the Goddess. So, you too, don't focus on the result, but on your actions and their causes.

- Can't you tell?

- Yes, it would be good to know the consequences of your actions in advance. Hmm. But if you had the power, for example, to heal what is usually unhealable. Or even more than that, to change something in people fundamentally, so that they live better and old wounds do not bother them. To change something in the world so that it becomes a little brighter, even with the consent of others who will be affected. To correct what torments you, or someone else's mistakes... Would you use it?

if we go now, I'd also stop by the tavern and get some drinks...

I forgot, is the Arse discount on creatures only for him, or for the whole party?