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Menta’s current signature is so relevant; it doesn’t even need to be updated.
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In general, to become a true expedition leader, you need to put in a lot of effort. First, you should learn to complete quests without being too diligent – otherwise, it might be a trap quest or a human avalanche! Second, you need to grasp the basic principle of avoiding a party wipe – simply don’t participate in red quests. Third, don’t shout too loudly that “there’s no balance” – the GM might hear you.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Lungworth Island The original territory of the kingdom, where Felicia and her sailors were once forced to land due to a severe storm. With the expansion of the kingdom, this island lost its strategic and political importance, but it remains the religious center of the country to this day. It is reached by boat. ✧Mirror Palace The dwelling place of one of Arteria's valkyries and the ruler of Lungworth. It is said that uninvited guests cannot reach their destination, while those with ill intentions are doomed to wander forever through endless labyrinths, surrounded by the mirror walls of the palace. ✧Felician Church In the past, this temple was called the "Church of Arteria Lungworth," but since January 780, after a meticulous renovation, it received its new name from the founder of the kingdom and the branch of Arterian religion dedicated to her.
Port ✧Pier Tickets to the island can be purchased here. ✧Grace of Argireia An expensive hotel with a sea view / Real estate agency. ✧Trading Guild
Palladia This artisan district was named after one of Felicia's followers, who was responsible for establishing relations between the local residents and the Arterians who had seized them. ✧Cranberry A shop for standard equipment and various accessories. ✧Chantalla A shop for firearms, bows, crossbows, and staves. ✧Rosalia A melee weapon shop. ✧Lestat A shop for armor, shields, etc. ✧Kirara Rune workshop. ✧Suknetso A clothing and decoration shop. ✧Workers' Guild
Center ✧Statue of Felicia Statue of the Queen of Lungworth. ✧Cafe "Wilke" An establishment popular with the city's residents. ✧Flounder Bookstore. ✧Juglans Regia Photo studio and decoration shop. ✧Strega del Drago Clothing store. ✧Arteria's Kiss Jewelry store. ✧Schneekönigin Women's beauty salon. ✧Colossus Telossian training hall. ✧Wisteria Winds News publication. ✧Adelaide Entertainment establishment. ✧Adventurers' Guild
Outskirts ✧Apartments Living place for refugees and other travelers who have no means of subsistence. ✧Merciful Arteria City clinic. ✧Beretta Bar ✧Fighting Guild ✧ Lungworth Citizenship and Immigration Service
North Mages' Guild Lands ✧Bureau of Magic Place for mage registration. ✧School of Magic Place for magic training. ✧Stella Magna Magic shop
South ✧Senate of Lungworth ✧Vertical Palace Hotel. ✧ Elixir Shop for potions and medical supplies.
– Ini-what? – Guy’s face, already not the most handsome, was further distorted by confusion. It seemed he hadn’t forgotten how to speak, but such words clearly hadn’t been part of his vocabulary before. – Alright, just show me, soldier, which way to go… After they explained the direction, Guy immediately headed in the indicated direction.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Early morning and a fresh sea breeze. To be honest, Gulveig was feeling a bit sleepy, but it didn't dampen her enthusiasm for the upcoming adventures in this land. She wondered how deeply Queen Lungwort had peered into the girl's soul. Did she only see her harmlessness, or did she sense a hint of the sadness and hope for the future that Vegi carried within her?
The Arterian glanced at Asterion. Yes, she had an unexpected travel companion now. When they had talked about traveling, the girl couldn't have imagined that a simple question like "Want to continue together?" or something similar, asked more out of politeness, would elicit an immediate response of "Okay..."
Okay, so okay... She should thank the Mother for this; after all, it was easier to travel in company than alone.
She wondered how her brothers and sisters were doing. And the young Baldr generation: Alrik, Homeric, Elsa, and Yua. And how her teacher was. Lungwort seemed so welcoming and inviting; they would surely like it here...
After thanking the stranger for the advice about registration, Gulveig suggested that Asterion do the same.
The journey to the designated location turned out to be quite long; they had to walk all the way to the outskirts of the city, but Guy, Lester, Shanaz, and Gulveig with Asterion (who accepted yet another unwanted adventure with his characteristic stoicism) arrived at the immigration office. There, they had to speak with a young woman of Mivian origin, Major Allia Massaro, probably at different times. — Allow me to officially welcome you to Lungwort. — Despite having to deal with a large number of people, she didn't seem tired. — First, tell me, are you a refugee from the war, or a traveler in need of shelter and food?
— Allow me to officially welcome you to Lungwort. — Despite having to deal with a large number of people, she didn't look tired. — First, tell me, are you a refugee from the war, or a traveler in need of shelter and food?
— A traveler. It seems I am indeed in need of shelter and food, but I hope to earn them, — replied Vegi, who had apparently already introduced herself.
-- Uh, good day. -- Gaya managed to stun people twice in a row within the first half hour in this city, and I wonder where he ended up... Apparently, there's some kind of war going on in the west. -- Well, it's kind of neither, but maybe closer to the second... Although, I wouldn't want to sleep on the ground for the fifth day in a row.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Taking a deep breath, Erich inhaled the scent of the coastal town and looked around. He thought about how wonderful it was to be alive and to witness the beauty of the world – the architecture of the houses, the majestic ships, and, of course, the many attractive girls. Thanking the guard for the advice, Erich headed to the immigration office. I'm not writing a reply to the major yet, just in case Revan says they're taking me straight to jail or something.
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?
"A refugee? Hardly. Wherever I am, there's war!" - Lester thought proudly, but he didn't start his day in this foreign land with those words.
- I am a specialist in a delicate field, my lady, - he said, reluctantly tearing his gaze away from the alluring tails, and bowed respectfully. - If you put it bluntly, then perhaps the second.
Having thanked the sea mistress for the calm waters and safe voyage, Veritta turned her head, looking around with undisguised amazement at the wondrous island. Then she raised her gaze to the sky: from there, the all-seeing woman was probably watching them all, and she respectfully nodded in gratitude for the hospitality. The journey to the immigration office took up most of the day: the girl almost immediately forgot the name of the government agency and got lost several times, distracted either by a beautiful building or strangely dressed people.
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— Allow me to officially welcome you to Lungwort. — Despite having to deal with a large number of people, she didn't look tired. — First, tell me, are you a refugee from the war, or are you a traveler in need of shelter and food?
Veritta looked at the Mivian with great curiosity: apparently, she wasn't a rabbit-kin herself, but perhaps she knew them. —Thank you, peace to your home and the all-seeing ruler. —the girl politely bowed. —Fortunately, spirits protect my land from wars and discord, and therefore I have come here as a traveler. —After a moment of thought, Veritta answered the second part of the question: —I have only enough food for a couple of days, and I haven't found a place to stay yet.
Although Kiyoshi was tired from the journey, he still tried to abide by the laws and follow the recommendations of the authorities in the country he was in. If it was advisable to quickly contact the citizenship and immigration service, then he needed to do it without delay. Brushing off his cloak, the old man looked around and, choosing the right path, set off for his destination.
— Traveler. Apparently, I do need shelter and food, but I hope to earn them, — replied Vegi, who had apparently already introduced herself.
— A refugee?.. Not at all. And I don't need charity. — Asterion replied proudly, following Gulveig. — Let the weak in spirit take advantage of it.
Added 13 minutes ago Ment
— Traveler. Apparently, I do need shelter and food, but I hope to earn them, — replied Vegi, who had apparently already introduced herself.
— Rest assured, you will have the opportunity to fulfill this hope, but for now, please fill out this form.
Name
Full date of birth
Origin
Direct family members
Profession/Skills
Religious affiliation
Expectations for life in Lungwort
Added 1 minute ago Count Orlov
— Uh, good day. — Gaya managed to be stunned twice in the first half hour in this city, and where did he even end up... Apparently, there's some kind of war in the west. — Well, it's kind of neither, or maybe the second one is closer — I wouldn't want to sleep on the ground for the fifth day in a row.
— In that case, I hasten to please you: we have free three meals a day and a private room waiting for you. Hands Gaya the same form to fill out.
Added 1 minute ago Siverfale
Taking a noisy breath, inhaling the scent of the coastal city and looking around, Erich thought about how happy it was to be alive and to observe the beauty of existence — the architecture of the houses, the majestic hulls of the ships, and, of course, many pretty girls. Thanking the guard for the advice, Erich headed to the immigration service.
Erich reaches the service without any problems.
Added 1 minute ago Morning
"A refugee? Hardly. Where I am, there is war!" — Lester thought proudly, but he didn't start his day in this foreign land with these words. — I am a specialist in a narrow field, my lady, — he said with difficulty, tearing his gaze away from the alluring tails, and bowed respectfully. — If you put it bluntly, then perhaps the second.
The major smiled kindly at the foreigner's answer and handed him a form to fill out.
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