Posts from Horizon of Darkness

- It makes sense to circle around the city.

I nod.

Let's continue in such a way that we eventually return to the starting position.

– Oh, this is the part where we can’t find a way to the next location, so we’ll be looking for a hole in the textures. Great, – Henry scratched his ear, walking along with the others without much enthusiasm. He didn’t like nature at all, and he wasn’t ashamed of it.

And of course, we avoid the wolves, otherwise, what's the point?

- The morning forest is quite pleasant in the company of beautiful ladies. What do you say, Zhizhich? - Zeikin slapped the bucket. - If you weren't such a whiner and a toxic person, you'd be happy too. Want a pinecone? It seems to have some seeds inside, - the warrior picked up a pinecone from the floor and offered it to the monarch. - It's probably good for you. Animals eat them, after all.

The feast that the baron threw before the mercenaries, including Joe, departed was quite enjoyable, especially the drinks (if there were any). Before leaving, he hooked an appetizing chicken from the table with his grappling hook (accidentally knocking over a couple of plates in the process), and quickly stuffed his pockets with the remaining food, thus stocking up on provisions for the journey.

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Of the rest of the journey, Joe only remembered the boat trip, which brought back pleasant memories of his past "exploits." On the other hand, the walk through the forest was not enjoyable at all – all he could do was groan and hobble, trying to keep up with the nimble newcomers.

- I wonder, if I use my charm and flatter them, will they let us pass without a fight?... - The commander scratched her head. - Do you think it's worth continuing to explore the forest, or should we go back?

—They'll pamper you, little dove, and you'll become even more beautiful. —Joe waved his hook-shaped stump in front of the leader. —Damn, we could be sitting in a city tavern right now, washing down our food with strong drinks...

I nod.

Let's continue in such a way that we eventually return to the starting position.

The mercenaries successfully return to the same location.

-- Now we need to make another circle.
Did we sail to the city?

Yes, let's go to the city. Sorry for being paranoid, I sometimes forget that Nebok is not Reven.

- Well, we've warmed up now, so we can head into the town.

Let's go.

After a short walk around the area, the travelers headed towards the ferry. There, they were met by a man. He was sitting in a large boat and eating an apple.

- Good day! - I wave. - We just finished a walk in the forest. The weather is perfect today, isn't it?

"Maybe we should visit the lighthouse?" suggested Faiblupp. "I don't particularly like them, but usually, the keepers not only have excellent eyesight but also know a lot. Although, it's not certain that he's seen much in these forests, especially on the edge of the world. And aren't lighthouses usually built near rivers?" - Zhele tried to recall all the lighthouses he had seen or heard about.

"The morning forest is still quite pleasant in the company of beautiful ladies. What do you say, Zhyzhych?" Zaykin tapped his bucket. "If you weren't such a whiner and a toxic person, you'd be enjoying it too. Want a pine cone? It seems to have some seeds inside," the warrior picked up a pine cone from the floor and offered it to the monarch. "It's probably good for you. Animals eat them, after all."

"You can't get full from a pine cone, as one of my human acquaintances used to say. She was always hanging around taverns, and in rather revealing attire," Faiblupp replied. "I don't know why she ate pine cones, but they really don't have many nutrients for such large creatures as us. As for the forest, it's no better than a morning dungeon or a night one..." - Zhele paused, lost in thought. "Or any other. It's almost always equally beautiful."

- Good afternoon! - I wave. - We just finished a walk in the forest. Isn't the weather perfect today?

- Oh, hey! Guys… - the man looked at the mercenary patches, paying special attention to Lin's patch and Arael's patch, which she didn't have, - are you from the North? I mean, are you from the Fortress? Yes, the weather is perfect.
He smiled and winked at Lin.

- They're the best, - Lin gives the guy a high five, then realizes that trying to conduct a secret operation disguised as concerts, with patches on every possible and impossible place, was foolish, it's strange that neither she nor anyone else from her squad had thought of this before, - how are things?