Posts from Horizon of Darkness Auto-translated

I'm writing notes to Olron and Trakhalion, describing what happened and asking for advice regarding the prisoners.

After some time, Lin receives replies. Vanus advised contacting Olron for help, as he is not an expert on this particular demon. Olron's reply: DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING THERE! WHY DID YOU EVEN GO THERE WITHOUT PREPARATION?! I'LL BE THERE IN AN HOUR! I'm leaving. We'll continue tomorrow.

- Well, I contacted an expert, and he said he'll be available in an hour.

Henry peeked over his shoulder to see the answer. — In what sense is he writing to us in all caps?!

- He's not "crazy"! He's cursed by a demon, you know! - Davalia interjected. - As far as I know, this isn't something you can just cure, you need a specialist.

- A specialist more powerful than the Black Goddess? - Dorobo snorted. - Yeah, I'd like to see that...

And if we spill even more blood here, and in a one-sided manner, who knows, maybe the cup will overflow and we'll end up summoning the main villain here? That would be just great. Or, let's torture people in the domain of the demon of pain, what a brilliant idea! What could possibly go wrong?

- Not "torture," but quite the opposite. But that's a valid point, - he puts the whetstone away. - But I'll say this: let's say we hand him over to the guards or someone else, and the worst-case scenario I described happens - we end up with a handful of cultists who have slaughtered the Radwood townsfolk. For you, this is all just a game, so I think, even with great difficulty, your mind will be able to apply a normal defense mechanism to this situation as well. But it won't save either their souls or your own. Every action has consequences, and sooner or later, a line must be drawn somewhere. Think about it, Gen. As a friend.

- We could try to get useful information from the dead, if necessary, - Fai suggested. - Although if they are cursed, then maybe that's not the best option. What if they can still cause harm even after death?

- Better not, or you might catch a brain worm and start babbling and rattling your bones.

- Maybe he was in the port, or maybe he was here recently... - Joe pondered. - Ah, you'll understand when you reach my age: what it's like to lose your memory.

- Well... - Zeikin frowned and strained his one and only cognitive convolution. - He also said something about a "camp." Maybe it was a waitress from the tavern?... Who knows. He thought about this information for a while, and at one point he felt like he was onto something. But this feeling never took shape, so he waved his hand dismissively. Thoughtfully circling around, he returned to the chain-bearer, silently stared at him, and lit a cigarette.

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- Well, I contacted an expert, and they said they'll be here in an hour.

- Not optimal. Let's go back to the idea that he's a suspect - then we'll just wait for him to bring thugs here or do something even worse. And if he's actually innocent, and the real culprit is the one who disappeared, then he also knows we're here. We need to explore the area further and get organized properly.

-- What's there to think about? Tamara is a healer in their military camp. These are all soldiers, so it's clear they have a staff healer. She's also corrupting her soldiers, -- Henry wearily sat down somewhere on the floor, where there wasn't any blood or other suspicious things. -- I'll go crazy here in an hour, -- he muttered.
-- Hmm. Of course, if Joe says he heard a name somewhere, then maybe it's true, -- Henry said after a while. -- It's a pity that no one keeps a record. They all have Polish-sounding names, not very memorable... All sorts of Tanyas, Mashas, Dashas... But we need to dig into our memory.

We didn't see her, but the goblin girl at the bridge mentioned her.

- Maybe we should leave here and take a position that's less convenient for their ambush? If you don't trust this healer so much, waiting for him in a room with only one entrance and a pentagram in the middle of the floor is the best idea in the world!

- Maybe we should leave here and take a position that's less convenient for their ambush? If you don't trust this healer so much, waiting for him in a room with one entrance and a pentagram in the middle of the floor is the best idea in the world!

-- Well, yeah. I hope he doesn't know the whole composition of our group; we can hide Nikta.

-- What's there to think about? Tamara is a healer in their military camp. These are all soldiers, so of course, they have a staff healer. She's also corrupting her soldiers, -- Henry wearily sat down somewhere on the floor, where there wasn't blood and other suspicious things. -- I'll go crazy here in an hour, -- he muttered.

—We've seen this kind of rabble before. But if this girl turns the whole camp against us, I'm afraid we'll be heading straight to the devil.

- Everything is fine with the healer; I can vouch for him.

I can set up an ambush for the healer, and when he enters, I'll jump on him from above and say:
- Fork in the eye or Vanus Traxalion?

- Normal - not ideal, but it's better to leave this place.

While the mercenaries argued and pondered what had happened, Olron had already arrived. He was accompanied by two huge wolves. Ignoring the claws, Olron began to examine the room. "Amazing... a real lair of a senior demon..." the mage muttered. "Ahem, I understand you killed the biggest and scariest of those who were here?" The sorcerer addressed the mercenaries.

- Yes. He dissolved into thin air and laughed loudly.

- Yes, indeed... the claws' professionalism in eliminating an opponent is admirable, but there are times when more subtle methods are required. Now, this demon will return again, and very soon. To destroy him completely, a special ritual was needed, not just an attack to kill his physical form. I should have told you about this right away, but I didn't think you would risk attacking him.

– He has a whole prison with people in the next corridor, – Henry chimed in. – Whether he comes back or not, we don’t really have a choice in this situation. And that old man didn’t look like a demon, at least not at first. Maybe he wasn’t the demon himself, but just a “vessel” that can transform into something resembling the master? I don’t know how it’s implemented in the gameplay, but that’s what I was thinking.