Posts from Horizon of Darkness Auto-translated

- Bye, girls! - The Northern Fang waved calmly at her new acquaintances. - Think carefully about my offer! - As soon as the competitors left the establishment, the hyperactive Lin approached the man behind the tavern counter. - Good day. Tell me, is it possible to put on entertainment performances here?

- Well, look... - the old pirate shook his head distrustfully. - And we, the Northern Fangs, well, we... we sail the seas. We help ordinary people out of trouble. When we have enough strength, of course, ha-ha! - the mercenary croaked. - And my name is Joe. You, my dear, better pray properly. Because in my youth, I was into this... amethyst thing, due to bad upbringing, and look what I've done to myself! - he twirled his hook in front of the girl's nose.

- Well, maybe not with me, I can walk two steps to the refrigerator...

"Henry!"

- Never mind. What's with the whirlpool? Like, it sucks in ships?

Araэль is collecting money (if they give it, of course...). During the performance, Lin takes off her travel outfit and continues the performance in her underwear.

If necessary, you can learn some kind of skill for this, so that it works against charm or something like that.

- For now, it only sucks in people.

- You probably can't even read, you don't have eyes. And how would you know our letters? You probably want to eat it, I bet, - Zeikin worried about the note - what if it contained important information? Dropping it in the slime would be a crime.
Holding the note up to the light, he frowned.
- What terrible handwriting... It's like a doctor wrote it. Or someone who really needs a doctor... - After reading the note aloud, he scratched his beard and rubbed his bald spot, trying to draw some useful conclusion from it, but his mind stalled.
- We should have taken down that cyclops... - he finally grumbled. - We would have looked cooler then.

- Let pain and suffering not trouble you, Mr. Joe. And if you wish, I could relieve the tension from you and your companion...

- Tension?... Do you have any liquor, girl? - the pirate winked.

- Yes, business... - Joe nodded absentmindedly. - If our "Krutovchan" hadn't offended the local soldiers. Because torturing a cyclops with the whole company is one thing - after all, he's just one, ha-ha!; but the lords' warriors will overwhelm us with their numbers!

- What's the price? - Zeikin's voice had a businesslike tone.

- Five silver coins, - he finally said. - And I will also offer a prayer to the Black Lady for your well-being.

- For now, it only sucks in people.

"Sounds like a portal. A one-way portal. Usually, there's a monster on the other end, eager to feast on human flesh. Or a pit with stakes, if some prankster opened the portal."

Is this for us, or just our own thoughts?

- Thank you, may the Lady bless you.
The Sister of Mercy suggests Zeikin retreat to the forest, not far from the roadside.

Is this something we should keep to ourselves?
-- Ah, well, in that case, be careful. Hmm... -- Henry paused for a moment, deep in thought. -- Here's what, old man, I think I can help you with one thing, just to speed up the process, you know. Let's write a request to Radewood together, and I'll make sure it's worded correctly -- otherwise, they won't understand. And then they'll assign us the task, and we'll quickly resolve everything. Deal?
"Otherwise, they'll give it to some dumb soldiers, and they won't even bother, and we won't get any money, and that wouldn't be good..."

- I meant tension below the belt 😳