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Well, if I were the GM, I would consider skipping a turn as an "action" for casting a curse, but okay, let's go with it.

You're just standing there, and slowly, roots begin to emerge from the ground and grab you by the butt. You jerk in fear and run forward, the tree starts hitting you with poisonous branches, and monkeys from above throw poisonous coconuts at you, and that's it, you're dead.

Myroluba’s hand trembled from the rush, fatigue, and anger, and her usual calligraphic handwriting turned into the scribbles of a madwoman: - L.P. - a very strange gentleman. - Milorada Sergeevna - a brave (or reckless?) daughter. - Sergei Myslemirovich - a stern father, his favorite dish is buckwheat porridge. - Alexander - the bearer of amusing whiskers. - Belyar - the bearer of an amusing hat. - P. - angry, but sweet. - S. - a robber and a thief. - R. - a coward. - A. - a kikimora. - S. - a fatso (it’s clear where all the stolen food goes). - A., A., R., Ya. - lackeys. There was no time for drawings, so she sketched a couple of crude, deliberately ugly caricatures for the last few entries. The last note she left was a short entry: "Even someone who has nothing can offer their life to a righteous cause. And when they are inevitably burned at the stake, hunted down by hounds, they will realize that at least it wasn’t in vain." Closing the diary, she broke the quill and poured out the ink, so that at least these small things wouldn’t fall into the hands of the thugs. - Eager to peek into pink, girlish secrets, huh? I understand... - she said with a crooked smile and a very cold tone to Radizu, the sixth-level creature, who was reaching for her belongings. - Can you even read, handsome? Yes? Doesn’t matter, you won’t understand anything without OS. - And take this too, of course, - she said mockingly as he reached for the cosmetic bag. - You can give it to your… she nodded towards the hag. - I don’t know if it will help, though. When the creature’s gnarled paw moved towards the figurines arranged on the stump, Myra grabbed them first and shoved them into the neckline of her dress. - I won’t give them away, - she hissed. - I won’t let some scoundrels and spawn of the abyss defile the sacred image of Rishi... When Radizu’s tail reached for Milo’s amulet, she commented: - Oh, this is a very cool accessory, you can wear it, and your mare will immediately jump into your arms. Tested. When the mutant’s tongue reached for the vial of enlightenment, she said: - Ah, this? Well, how can I put it... This is for feminine hygiene. Take it, of course, I see that it’s your thing. You can even drink it somewhere in a corner where no one sees you. I guess that’s all you dream about. When the trembling body of the bandit moved towards the figurine of Luxuria, and his gaze slid over her dress, clearly intending to turn the figurine over and look inside, Myra flinched: - Oh my God... just take it and get out of my sight. From the parts of his deformed body that could still visually turn red, it was clear that Radizu was one of the bandits who had won the most after their attack today. *** On the way to the city, a memory flashed through her mind: Myroluba, a couple of years earlier, in her living room, with a serious expression on her face, saying something to her stern father and worried mother. - But darling, it’s very dangerous, why do you need this? What if something happens? - her mother said tearfully. - What nonsense? Don’t be silly! Mikhail Kantimirovich has already given his consent - Lesha is also looking forward to it! You will get married, have grandchildren for us, spin yarn, raise children, and play the gusli - what a life! You won’t have to work - we will provide you with everything you need, we are not peasants! Just be reasonable, don’t let the daughter of the Neesanovs wander around aimlessly! Darling, say something to her! She tugged at her husband’s sleeve and stopped, meeting his steely, unwavering gaze. - Hmmmm... Gmmm... - Tabemysl grumbled, looking at the flames dancing in the fireplace and stroking his long, bushy beard that fell over his barrel-like belly. - Hmmmm?... His eyes fixed on Myra’s eyes, penetrating her very soul. She looked back with the same confidence. After a few minutes, her eyes turned red, and large tears streamed down her rosy cheeks, but she stubbornly didn’t look away. - Hmmmm... Alright, - feeling his daughter’s determination, her father finally relented and turned back to the fireplace. - I give my permission. Ignoring his wife’s protests, he continued to stroke his beard, and Myroluba sank into the chair, exhausted. That day, she shared how stifled she felt in the confines of her usual life, and asked her parents for their blessing to travel beyond Kirovgrad and Refitea - to see the world, to harden her heart, and to broaden her horizons. And now she is walking through the forest, penniless, with fresh memories of two young men killed on the spot with a single sword stroke, and several others before that, and it’s no longer a shock. Yes, the world beyond the family estate turned out to be a little harsher than expected. In an attempt to push these images out of her head, she glanced at the elder Corell - he was walking with a slight limp, but it seemed that nothing else threatened him yet. She remembered giving him artificial respiration, and then, pressing her face to his chest, she invoked the goddess of chaos, and, miraculously, this scientific method actually worked. ...Her thoughts returned to the split border guards - as if a gnarled finger had poked a painful sore. To some extent, she felt a bit of schadenfreude towards the commander of the garrison - well, what are you doing sitting here like owls when the surrounding lands are teeming with such threats? Now you’ll get a couple of casualties, maybe that will teach you. But probably not - the homeland will raise new ones, and you won’t even notice. But that was probably just a defensive reaction, so as not to blame herself for their death. Similarly, she felt a great deal of dislike for their opponents. Maybe the society of the golden-faced old man is right? Raum and his company were, rather, an exception to the rule, and even then, it’s not a fact that they were on their side. At that moment, the situation seemed as wrong as possible, and no actual accusations were made by the activists, but who knows what Raum’s gang was actually doing before or even during the time they settled in the cave? After all, they were so confident, without a shadow of a doubt, that they were going to crush the skulls of the churchmen, that even Radizu seemed more human in comparison. You can’t judge an entire community by the actions of its individual members - a sane thought flashed on the edge of her consciousness. Yes, wonderful. But who can you judge and how? And most importantly - why are we, the noble fighters for the freedom of all the oppressed of Aeolia, suffering not only from its enemies, but also from those who should welcome us with open arms? A feeling of resentment and injustice overwhelmed Myroluba, and in annoyance, she punched the nearest tree with her fist - on its lower side, in a girlish way, which only scraped her skin and caused a sharp pain. There was nothing to treat it with - all the hygiene products were left in the cosmetic bag, so, hissing through her teeth, she had to simply lick the wound.

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pf. it wasn't even necessary to go...

and can I forge monkey clubs and pass them off as human ones? monkey work clearly isn't very valuable.

Well, you can.

Ples, tell me what to learn.

Buy me a Capyrot, I want to apply all the debuffs in the game with a single attack.

Might +826

Do the HP bonuses from Mana and the Pendulum figurines count towards the permissible limit for the "negative" HP value when resurrecting with the Abelia figurine? In other words, will I have 250-300 HP, and can I survive until I reach -250-300 HP without the figurine breaking?
And a follow-up question – does it function like a BDP (Battle Death Prevention), or do you simply revive after the battle ends?

And a third question, which all of this leads to – I want to know the conditions for the friendly duel quest. If I learn them and agree, can I purchase the Mana figurine afterward? Like, I discuss the conditions and then return to the quest when I'm ready.
Because she's located outside the city, and she might be a bit crazy and attack me immediately.

Ah, I thought they would split it equally. At the very least, without Locke and Risha, it wouldn't have been possible...
Not so long ago, Coriel Naoh carried a statue of Dante in her bag, and now, as a strange irony, Risha was helping the girl avoid falling under the influence of an evil tree, an enemy of civilization. No matter how frightening the wooden monster looked, and no matter how much Coriel feared that it would reach her, crush her, and destroy her body, it didn't happen. The long and methodical bombardment at the end resembled meditation – after all the stress, it turned out to be very calming. At the same time, the girl became much better at wielding her staff – maybe next time she will be able to defeat not only a stationary target.
The moral support and insurance from her comrades were touching. Until the very last moment, everyone feared that a monster or a monkey would be hiding in the branches of the tree, but no, it was fine – but it would have been impossible to collect the bark without their warrior strongmen.
At the end of this small adventure, Naoh politely thanked everyone, especially Ayrlis, who suggested the strategy, Mala for the favor (and returns the statue), and Misha for the valuable additional reward.

Well, technically you can.

I'll tell you that they were made by homeless children, and all the money earned will go directly to them as a charity, but in reality, it goes into my pocket. 😎

Ples, tell me what to learn...

Prayer and Amulet. Mirror is a good thing, but Coriel doesn't have enough willpower to consider it a reliable option. But the Amulet is quite stable, doesn't depend on anything, and will help with healing.

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Buy me a Capyrot, I want to apply all the debuffs in the game with one hit.

Fear on attack would be thematic for Tao, yes. Especially with the abundance of attacks. I'll check what the squad's finances are like, but I'm not against it.

Do the HP bonuses from Mana and the pendulum figurines contribute to the permissible limit for the "minus" value when resurrecting with the Abelia figurine? In other words, will I have 250-300 HP, and can I survive until I reach -250-300 HP without the figurine breaking?
And a follow-up question - is she like a BDP (Battle Death Prevention), or do you simply revive after the battle ends?

And a third question, which all of this leads to - I want to know the conditions for the friendly duel quest. If I learn them and agree, can I purchase the Mana figurine afterward?
Like, I discuss the conditions and then return to the quest when I'm ready.
Because she's outside the city, and she might be crazy and attack immediately.

Yes.
You simply revive as if after using a healing potion.
You can discuss and return as in any other quest, but if she's really unstable, then no...

I suggest buying me a Mana figurine. If it helps to win, then it will pay off in any case. If it doesn't help or the quest conditions turn out to be too easy and I don't agree to it, then it will remain as a good item for survival.
Also, Ples could lend me some robes.

I'm learning the Mana Shield and Mana Touch spells.

Ples might lend me some outfits as well.

Maybe they won't suit Mire...

I approve of the statuette. I approve of the hat for Tao. I approve of the attack potion for Nao. We'll also buy "Gifts of Nature." Then we'll see what happens. I'll lend the outfits, alright. But only if the duel conditions aren't "winner takes the loser's possessions." And we'll go as observers, just in case. And we'll buy 3 first-aid kits, okay.