Posts from Horizon of Darkness

Fayblup suggests imitating the sound of a goat and luring the troll to the enclosure, then trying to catch her. If the plan fails and she runs into the cave, you can release all the goats or come up with something else.

- Give it a try. Luring it away from the cave entrance is a good idea, but how are you going to catch it?

As often happens in such situations, the adrenaline level is off the charts, and time seems to slow down a bit. At that moment, Lin heard some gray voices in her head, but she immediately dismissed them – only the voices of her comrades could reach her, and she had no intention of paying attention to the tempting offers of demons and ghosts.

"No, but I'm a little offended by the ghosts thing, it's not my fault that I died," thought Kwen, reading Lin's thoughts.
"She's just not used to having all sorts of glitches in her head," replied Henry. "It's hard to be a normal person, right? But in general, heroes don't sit in ambushes; I would go out and talk to the troll, maybe he'll give the girl back peacefully. But if not, we have a good position, we'll attack and take him out."
"I don't think it will be without a fight, but I'll tell Lin..."
— Miss Lin, Henry offers himself as a negotiator; if that doesn't work, he suggests capturing her and using her as a hostage.
"Just tell them not to touch the goats."
— And he asks not to touch the goats because depriving the trolls of their main food will make any negotiations impossible... To be honest, Miss Lin, I've been paying attention to Fableup for a while now, in the sense that he is, of course, our comrade, but his ideas are sometimes... Perhaps the difference in thinking is affecting him.

- We could try to sneak up from behind and stun her, then tie her up. After all, we have lessons on tying knots. Or, I can try to glue her, but I can't guarantee success.

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- The same question for you - how and with what are we going to catch her? And in general, have you seen and heard "it"? A girl. Fifteen years old. In a cave with trolls. "Broken" - their words, not mine. What are you going to negotiate with them about?

- The same question for you – how and with what are we going to catch her? And in general, have you seen and heard "it"? A girl. Fifteen years old. In a cave with trolls. "Broken" – their words, not mine. What are you going to negotiate with them about?

-- Henry is probably hoping to intimidate them, like he did with the soldiers before... Although I agree that the trolls committed an unforgivable act, but this might make sense. In the case of binding, it is obviously a combat situation and can only be implemented after the troll loses consciousness...

I'm in an ambush. My nerves are stretched to the limit.

- Alright, I'm giving the green light to start negotiations. Although it seems to me that our opponent is too stupid to feel fear... But if the plan fails, we revert to Plan A and eliminate the enemy as quickly as possible.

- Not all of us will participate in the negotiations. I haven't seen them, and they haven't seen me – it's all fair, - muttered Nikta, her hand resting on her throwing knives.

Okay, I’ll send Ment to negotiate.

- Let's bet whether he'll get a smack on the head from her before the negotiations are over or after, - Faiblupp said to the talking sword.

Henry emerges from the bushes. -- Yo, Mon! Hey, woman? -- he tried to greet the trollop, making a Vulcan salute.

Henry emerges from the bushes.
-- Yo, Ment! Hey, woman? -- he tried to greet the trollish woman, giving a trollish salute.

The trollish woman is surprised by Henry's sudden appearance, but she doesn't show any aggression or displeasure.
- Hey, who are you? Oh! The messenger! Masha, our cream has arrived! - she shouted towards the cave, then turned to Henry. - Come on, hurry up! We ordered it a week ago! What is that idiot thinking over there? I paid him in advance, and he's as slow as a turtle...

Another trollish woman comes out of the cave.



- That's not cream, that's a person!
- Clubby, he has the cream, he's not the cream!

"Quen, what the !%? What cream?" "Henry, you're already in this – let's just finish it somehow..." "And she even brought a friend?!" "Henry, everything is still okay..." – Cream? Yes, of course! It's awful, an unexpected delivery location, it takes a long time to get to you. And why do people settle so far from cities? Now, I'll check everything... – Henry patted his pockets. – Okay, the cream is here, but I lost my wallet in the bushes while I was taking a dump. Just a second. On the way to the bushes, Quen asks someone for a general inventory, which Henry ends up taking from Lin or Zeikin. – Guys, come up with something, okay? – says Quen-Quen. – Here, I found it, – Henry comes out and shows the wallet. – For some reason, the money is like jumping creatures, damn it. Familiar, right? So, who is the customer, who is the cream for, and who will sign the receipt?

Henry walks out and shows the wallet. – For some reason, money is a very jumpy creature, a pest. Familiar, right? So, who's the client, who needs the cream, and who will sign for the delivery?

The first troll looks at the wallet and answers Henry.
- This isn't cream!
- What a beautiful wallet! - said Masha. - Can I have it?
- It's too small for us! And it's not ours! It's a package for someone else. You delivered the cream to the wrong person!

"In that wondrous land from which he came, does the customer pay for the order himself? Perhaps there, golems also carry out chamber pots?" - Zeikin pondered the peculiarities of the economic systems of unknown jurisdictions.