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And I was just writing a post about the documents, right around the time Arets sent his...

How long will Ples be writing? I don't see the point in laboring over a post; let's get on with it:
-Ahem... excuse me," Anders coughed. "The Countess strictly ordered us to eliminate all encountered trespassers, so I kept my finger on the crossbow's trigger. My nerves got the better of me, and one thing led to another. I apologize profusely for this unpleasant incident. As for our friend's behavior, heh, we always say that a man is either smart or handsome. Please forgive my comrade's lack of restraint and let's try to start over. So, you're saying you've been invited by the ruler of these lands?

Let the person finish what they started since they already began writing; I’m going to sleep anyway.

Unfortunately.

Well, in that case, in addition to the previous allegory about skinheads, I will share another one: a patrol of soldiers is walking through the forest, guarding the border. The soldiers are young, not very experienced, but very responsible. They see a tank driving through the forest! And the tank is not ours, and it has fascist symbols – although the war is over, but the Russian soul senses a dark spirit. But our soldiers are responsible and brave – and they throw grenades at the tank – here, you violator, son of the devil. The tank fires a warning shot at them, and the tanker climbs out of the hatch:
– Have you gone crazy? You won't let me pass.
– Where did you come from, you scoundrel?
– You are the scoundrels, – the tanker takes out a pistol and wounds the speaker.
The soldiers looked at the swastikas – something was wrong. They remembered that the battalion commander had warned them not to trust anyone except those they knew. They remembered that if they let a violator pass, they would be sent to a disciplinary battalion for five years, and they would return crippled. And they see that the violator is not giving up – but if he were one of their own, say, some kind of inspection, he would immediately “surrender” and praise them for their vigilance. But now he even intends to shoot at them!
And they fired grenades again. Their enemy spies will not fool them. Well, if they killed someone extra, they will somehow cover it up, but if they let him pass, their entire unit will suffer.

In my mind, it was a relaxing quest.

One more quest like that, and we're done for.

Zeno turns to Renold again, addressing not so much him personally, but the entire group.
— I'm not from around here, and I don't know what the proper etiquette is in such situations in your western lands, but the instinct for self-preservation is a universal thing and has nothing to do with culture. — He puts a hand to his head. — Why bother attacking someone who is obviously stronger than you? Are you all crazy? Okay, maybe together you could defeat me, but you definitely wouldn't get away without casualties, and what for? I just wanted to find my way.

What was unfolding before Kalentia's eyes could only be described as a circus — first, their group panicked because of Anders's pet's strange behavior and the stranger's no less strange appearance, and they started shooting without clarifying the situation. A bolt hit the stranger in the eye, but he didn't seem to feel any pain from the wound — he just frowned and pulled the arrow out of his eye socket, and then cast some incomprehensible spell and turned the clothes and armor of the group members into rags. It is unknown what would have happened next if Renold had not realized it and tried to defuse the situation. It seemed that he had even succeeded in this, until Anselm, as often happens, decided to show off at the wrong time. Apparently, at this point, the foreigner's patience began to run out, and he first knocked the anemone down to the ground, and then Imelda, who had rushed at him. One part of the argalian's consciousness urged her to rush to the aid of her brother and sister, while all the others were in complete shock. In a way, she could even understand Zeno's behavior — he apparently decided that gentle persuasion had not had the desired effect on the group. Someone had to take on the role of peacemaker before things went even further. And, apparently, Kalentia was to be that peacemaker.
— On behalf of our group, we offer you our apologies, Mr. Zeno, — said the argalian, sternly looking at the group members, who seemed ready to rush into battle, — I don't know what came over Anselm, what made him provoke you after we sorted out the misunderstanding. And this after you didn't hold a grudge for Anders's rash shot. I honestly can't find the words to describe the situation, because even in our lands, such behavior would be considered strange and wild. You suffered from our foolishness — we suffered from its consequences. Despite the behavior of my comrades, they are not looking for a fight. As far as I can see, you are not looking for it either. So, I suggest that we leave what happened between our group and you in the last few minutes in the past. Forget about it, if you agree, and start getting to know each other from scratch. As Renold has already mentioned, we are ready to heal your wounds or provide you with money for their treatment. As for your affairs in Myrkoria, we are ready to take you to the city. However, I must warn you that the guards at the entrance are often very suspicious and picky — they are not even ready to let every Serberian inside. However, if the invitation from the count or countess was not in oral form, then, as I think, there should be no problems.

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How long will Ples be working on it?

I was just adding the final touches.

– Forgive us, Mr. Zeno, we acted in a low and unprofessional manner, – said Gulveig, suppressing the panic she felt at the sight of the wounded Anselm and Imelda. Hasty actions will certainly not lead their group to anything good. – We will try to help.
Gulveig can also provide supplies or magic for restoration.

You can even use magic.

"A dozen men, trained under the personal guidance of one of Serberia's best warriors, were frightened by the sorcerer, even though he was strong – but he was just one! And they were ready to pay for him to leave them in rags instead of clothes and to cripple their brother. Who else would they miss if he disappeared?" – Alessia thought, but, of course, she remained silent. The hunchback, sighing sadly at the sight of the broken mask lying on the grass, wrapped his face in his cloak so that only his pale eyes were visible.

Let Roeh take care of Anselm and Imelda there, if possible.

Patrolling the territories east of the city seemed like a trivial task, albeit a potentially dangerous one, which is why their squad was assigned to it. However, unsettling events accompanied this journey. The group set out with reduced numbers – some time earlier, it became known that Alessia had gone missing, and the search yielded no results; no one knew or saw anything, as if she had vanished into thin air along with her belongings. Strangely, at the beginning of the expedition, a replacement was found – a hunchbacked grotesque in a mask approached them, as if he had been waiting for them on the outskirts of the forest. Without much hesitation, he asked to join them. There were no serious objections, but Rhohei kept a close watch on the suspicious hunchback. This vagrant looked frail and weak, but one could never be too sure... Upon reaching the crossroads, the company discovered an unknown individual who looked like a half-human, half-demon. An aura of dark magic and great danger emanated from the figure, and as it approached, Anders' crossbow bolt pierced the stranger's eye socket. But this accurate shot, which would have instantly killed an ordinary person, only made him pull the bolt out of his skull as if it were a splinter. Such an unceremonious attack did not go unanswered, and in the next moment, the equipment of the unfortunate patrol turned into useless rags as a vortex of dark energy emanating from the sorcerer engulfed the group. Mirae sadly surveyed her brand-new Ilian shirt, hanging in tatters on her shoulders. Renold tried to engage in a dialogue with this creature from hell, and it seemed to be successful; it named itself, explained where it was going, and what it needed from them. But Anselm apparently didn't hear or understand, after which he collapsed to the ground with a horrifying crunch – Zeno couldn't stand his insolence and broke the relaxed swordsman with a single kick, and then added Imelda to the mix, who, in a fit of madness, tried to attack Anselm's offender. Such actions, performed with such force and efficiency, stunned the group. A battle with this monster could very well be their last... When the comrades gathered their courage and tried to defuse the situation, Rhohei, meanwhile, leaned over the injured. He quickly wiped the blood from Imelda's face with a clean cloth and covered it with a bandage, then turned to Anselm. The situation here was much more complicated... He needed to be urgently taken to the city for proper medical assistance. Supporting the Anemonian under the arm, he called out to one of his friends to help him carry the wounded man to a safe place.

Why didn't Leo stop Anders from firing? Even though Kasha likes to tease, he is actually a good demon and promised that if Anders tries to do something suicidal, he would definitely stop him. After all, seeing that Anders is preparing to fire – raising the crossbow to the level of the enemy, aiming – the cat could have meowed, bitten his hand, started scratching Anders' chest, or attracted attention in some other way. Why didn't he do that?

Clearly, it wasn't suicidal stupidity, but just a regular mistake, and we could have taken him out in one round.

Well... His behavior expressed fear and the need to be vigilant. I figured that since they didn't even bother to consult with him in such a situation, even though there was plenty of time, that such intervention was sufficient – he had already made his contribution, and the leader made a well-considered decision despite the warning, and he might simply not have had time to do anything if it came to that.

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Apparently, it wasn't suicidal stupidity, but just ordinary stupidity, and we could have taken him out in one round.

This is an ambiguous question. I came up with this quest before the topic was opened and, accordingly, before the characters were created, and at the time of writing, one of the main features of this character was his immortality – the ability to regenerate even from a state of mush (sorry for the pun), so conceptually, it was not possible to kill him... But it turned out that one of you had learned the synthesis of Air, so if you had brought him to negative health and, during the battle, he hadn't knocked her out (in battle, his attacks inflict permanent damage, he just """spared""" Anselm and Imelda), then, in general, yes, you could have defeated him. It's not a certainty, though, that it would have taken only one round – he had a lot of evasion, and his blocks (with his hands) broke weapons. Plus, he would have cast a killing wave in any case, either when going into negative health or on his turn – if you didn't evade, you and your equipment would be blown to pieces.

Well... His behavior expressed fear and the need to be vigilant.

His behavior expressed dislike, which could be interpreted in two ways. Should he consult with everyone? Or say, "Hey guys, I need to go to the bushes urgently, you wait here without me"? There were no stipulations during the contract that "I can give you a signal that you may or may not understand, depending on your mental abilities." Kasha clearly promised to make it clear if Anders makes a huge mistake.