Posts from Horizon of Darkness Auto-translated

- Alright, everyone, listen up! - Lin raised her hand, addressing the townspeople. After finding a comfortable and prominent spot, she began answering the people's questions. - We'll help! If the daughter is alive, we'll find her! We'll cure the scabies! We'll deal with the trolls! We'll cut down the tree! We'll sort out the quality of the entertainment drinks! We'll punish the thieves! We'll identify suspicious individuals! I give you my word as a commander of one of the "Northern Claws" squads that we will listen to everyone and try to find a solution! I don't know this gentleman, by the way, - she points at Rex with her finger, - the people are right, he's dressed like a pervert, and he has a clearly unpleasant smirk, you can tell he's plotting something! So, people, be careful, lock your doors not only against all sorts of trouble but also against unwanted guests! And remember, the most important thing is not to delay. If you have something to say, something to complain about, any information that seems even slightly important to you should be reported to us as soon as possible! Let me introduce you to my assistant, Arael, - Lin takes the elf girl's hand and puts her in front of herself, - report everything you think is necessary to her. She will definitely listen to you, and just look how cute she is, she will distract you from bad thoughts, even if only for a short time! By the way, now that you're all gathered here, let us heal your hearts with music! We perform an impromptu concert with Radiel, and if it makes sense, we use charm and other abilities to win the people over.

- Thank you all! Don't worry, we're with you! - When people lose focus, she turns to the mayor. - Well, Mr. Mayor, I think we need to talk.

Nikta whispered to her companions what she had heard.
- These five might be the soldiers we were warned about in the tavern; we should be careful with them. There are many of them, and we are alone, and we don't want to quarrel with the authorities. But what kind of "Claws of the North" would we be if we left the girl in trouble? I suggest this: you two, you are strong and large, try to persuade them to leave peacefully (intimidate them). If that doesn't work, I'll cover you, - she showed throwing knives.

—Ha, I knew one cyclops... —Joe reminisced, almost falling into the river from a friendly pat on the back. —He was taller than the trees. So, one scoundrel, a captain, decided to bury treasure near his cave. I remember, many of our men fell there. —Taking off his hat, Joe held it to his chest in memory of the team of adventurers.

—By the time I get to our guys, they'll have already returned ten times. And I don't want to end up getting torn to pieces for free. If we go to rescue the workers, we should somehow "officially" arrange everything so that they don't try to cheat us out of gold later.

- Our scouts are gone, guys, - Zeykin spread his hands in front of his comrades. - We can either go back to our base or follow the river. I think we can handle it, but without a specific mission, they probably won't pay us a single penny.

Nikta whispered what she had heard to her companions.
“These five might be the soldiers we were warned about in the tavern; it’s best to be cautious. There are many of them, and we are alone, and we don’t want to quarrel with the authorities. But what kind of ‘Northern Claws’ would we be if we left the girl in trouble? I propose this: you two are strong, large guys; try to persuade them to leave peacefully (intimidate them). If that doesn’t work, I’ll cover you,” she demonstrated her throwing knives.

Is this how you do it?

- If he ran here, then he either lives in the mountains or something. And he probably demolished the sawmill too, the scoundrel. We could wander around, but I feel like it would be a waste of time. We need to go up; maybe we'll run into someone from the officials, and we can team up with them. Maybe Nikta will sniff something out. What do you think, kid? - he asked, looking at the bucket.

- Lin. And these are Radiell and Araell. Nice to meet you. - I extend my hand to the mayor for a handshake. - Let's find a more comfortable and quieter place, away from prying eyes and ears, and we can talk there.

- What about the southern bridge? I don't think it was destroyed either; otherwise, the locals should have placed some guards around it.

- Looking at the map, we could assume he's near that campfire, but I doubt a cyclops drew the map and marked his location, so he could be anywhere, but most likely near the cave. As for this fire, I don't understand what it signifies. Maybe we should ask those peasants?

/Alright, let's wait for the anti-fan, Ples, and I guess he hasn't learned telepathic suggestion yet.../-- Getting involved for an illiterate person? What a stupid plan, -- said Henry, without breaking stealth. Then he frowned (apparently, Quen started reciting something in his head). -- Okay, but if they start attacking, I'll run.
Henry takes the golem Kalimor and resolutely steps out of the bushes, speaking loudly to the riders:
-- Alright, we're the "Hammers of Fate," let's see your IDs. Who are you, and what are you doing? Kalimor, take the girl. We need to interrogate her too./ If intimidation checks are possible, then yes./

we really should have taken three pockets and exchanged notes...

- Three meters isn't that much, it's easy to shorten, - the warrior placed his hand on the axe. - But we won't get any money for free, whatever they offer us here. And sticking our necks out without a plan will ultimately cause more harm than good. Besides, who knows if these peasants can even measure meters.
Leaning over the map, Zeikin traced a path with his finger.
- If he ran this way, then he either lives in the mountains or something. And he probably already destroyed the sawmill, the scoundrel. We could search around, but I feel like it would be a waste of time. We need to go up, maybe we'll run into someone from the authorities, and we can team up with them. Maybe Nikta will sniff something out. What do you think, kid? - he asked.

- Looking at the map, we could assume he's near this campfire, but I doubt a cyclops drew the map and marked his location, so he could be anywhere, but most likely near the cave. As for this fire, I don't understand what it means. Maybe we should ask those peasants?

- Our guys are already figuring things out there; we'll have to follow the river. We'll lose time and learn nothing.- Maybe, - Zeikin showed the map to the peasant. - Listen, old man, - are you like the village elder here? What's your name? I wanted to ask - what's located on the left here?

we really needed to take three pockets and exchange notes...