Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

For a while, he looks at the "maniac" with a hint of reproach, but mostly with sadness, then sighs.
- Listen, dear... I agree that thirty is not a fortune, and we all need to earn a living somehow, but... Seriously? - he shakes his head in disbelief. - Maybe I'm not understanding something?

After the next departure, it will be Thursday.

- I wanted to write about you in a guidebook to the city's interesting places, but you don't really have anything there.
Having said this, she suddenly thought that the "room" of horrors should, by definition, represent only one room, which certainly doesn't constitute misleading advertising according to local laws. But that's still no reason to do things carelessly, and even involve a child in such a dubious undertaking.
- I can suggest how to make many interesting things - wells with a ghost, coffins, mummies. It's fun and not difficult, and quite cheap if you're on a budget. A room with the undead - well, okay, but that's just one step. And besides, some kind of story should be immediately apparent, understandable to everyone. Why deer, and not peasants or, say, adventurer-explorers? Why are they dead, who killed them, the knight? And who then killed the knight? He could take on anyone - that doesn't make sense. I don't understand. There should be some kind of theme, and not just severed arms and legs sticking out in all directions," she says with pity, looking at the unhappily exploited child. "The only thing is, you did a good job with the smell, as if the bodies have really been lying there for a long time. But otherwise... I'm sorry, it's a serious flaw.

grab the cash while she's gone

Leaving the store, Aiyano stands for a moment, hesitating, and then, closing her eyes, she once again appeals to otherworldly entities:
"Okamisama-tachi, please let me know – should I finally go to Carnelian?"
For some time, she receives no answer, only catching the city's cacophony: arguments, threats, the shouts of street vendors, the cursing of loaders, the drunken laughter of sailors, and the oily flirting of men with women, followed by sharp slaps from women to men's faces.
Finally, her consciousness relaxes enough, the worldly noise fades into the background, and voices that clearly do not belong to the material world begin to emerge in her mind:
Aiyano opens her eyes.
"Not today," she understands.
Sighing and looking around, she notices a strange building called the "chamber of horrors." This might be useful for writing material – she heads there.

and there are hands sticking out of the walls – so they can grab onto clothing