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For some strange reason, Alaria expected "Abbott" to be some kind of sinister-looking fellow, so the merchant's appearance came as a big surprise to her. Another talking frog, like Jacques, but this time on the other end of the line. Apparently, the very "acquaintance" that Jacques owed. Judging by his clothes, he was also a pirate. It's possible that if fate had been a little different, the three of them and part of the crew of the "Thunder" would have found themselves as Calcite "merchandise." All that remained was to be glad that fate had decided otherwise. Author
— Dear customer, I, Abbott, am glad to welcome you to my store and will be happy to answer any questions you may have about my products.
— Thank you for your hospitality," the Tanarian woman said respectfully to the merchant, "I will definitely contact you if I have any questions.
The selection here was narrower than in the previous establishment, but the prices were, on average, higher. So the warrior didn't have any particular questions. At the same time, it was hard not to think about how little human life was valued here. Abbott's slaves were not cheap, and there were no questions why, but they cost not much more than an accessory or two from the "Rabbit Hole." And some of the female slaves were valued even cheaper than her stockings. At the same time, from the point of view of the mission, even such expenses were hardly justified, which caused Alaria very strange feelings. A kind of dissonance, where her own values clashed with the harsh realities of Calcite. And the realities told the Tanarian woman one simple thing: in order to "enlist the help" of the local beauties, the three of them would first have to acquire a whole fortune. Perhaps find a treasure buried by Abbott himself. In other words, it wasn't the most realistic undertaking.
Having completed her tour, the girl headed back to her companions to report to Kline about what she had seen. I'll hold off on buying boots for now, until confirmation. But I still think they should be a priority. I wouldn't risk much with other options.
- Let's do it closer to the weekend, I'll invite someone else. By the way, do you communicate with any of our colleagues? (are there any at all?! working in the archive alone is somehow...)
Merel finds a medical encyclopedia and a guide on healing.
By spending 20 Action Points (10 with the historian), you can acquire a second profession – doctor.
/ Half of the Grimgoblins ended up in slavery, although in the game, they are also slaves on a farm of Bagamun horns, so it's all consistent with the lore. // Well, the princess's quest is the priority, and I actually don't know how this will work in terms of gameplay. Maybe we'll take unpaid leave? Or will our work simply be extended by the number of days we miss? Rave?
We'll either get paid less or have to work extra hours on the weekends...
Added 3 minutes later Arandor
Is this a new Carnelian team?
Ment, tell them that they won't let me take time off from work...
- Let's do it closer to the weekend; I'll invite someone else. By the way, do you communicate with any of our colleagues? (Are there any at all?! Working in the archive alone is a bit strange...)
- Okay, closer to the weekend, but don't forget, or I'll give you a black eye. Of course, I communicate with them... Uh, I don't really remember their names. I call them by numbers - colleague 1, colleague 2, and so on.
Added 2 minutes later Keliandra spends time studying information about the city guard and gains 39 experience points. Raphael reads nearby and gains 3 fewer experience points.
Having satisfied his curiosity about acting, Raphael headed to the Dryad, a mysterious place that Keliandra had read about in the book he bought.
In general, there's a good chance that while the group is having fun, Beata will leave the area and come over herself, Ayko can give the appropriate orders and leave some money for the ticket.
or she can work in Diablo for the duration of the mission and relieve her poor wife a bit...
- By the weekend, yes, by the weekend, but don't forget, or I'll give you a black eye. Of course, I communicate with... Uh, I don't really remember their names. I call them by numbers - colleague 1, colleague 2, and so on.
- Yes, they are quite secretive; I haven't even seen some of them face-to-face; they're always standing with their backs to me, - Merel agreed. - By the way, regarding the fist-waving. You don't look like someone who does that. Either you're doing it very well, and that's why there are no bruises or anything, - the astrologer remarked, looking the girl over. (not counting the eye that was knocked out)
Since Guion is going on a date with Beate on Wednesday anyway, he spent the rest of his free time over the weekend fighting Keliandra for possession of a book about secret places, or simply borrowed it from the Karneol library, and poured his remaining OD into it.
And now he stands in front of the door of the philosophical club and thinks about his own thoughts. Just in case, I don't need it urgently, I'll just wait, just to show that I remember and am waiting.
Tell them, officer, that I can't be released from work...
Tell them yourself... And go have a drink with the librarian now, while you still can, we're leaving on Friday at the latest. -- Really? You are very kind, Your Highness. Then our squad will begin preparations for the operation today. If Your Highness permits, Carneol will depart after completing his current work shift (in terms of Action Points), -- he bows and waits for further words or instructions, or for permission to proceed.
Having quenched his thirst for new knowledge about acting, Raphael headed to Dryad, a mysterious place that Keliandra had read about in a book he bought for her.
Entering a shop hidden from the eyes of ordinary citizens, Raphael comes face to face with a mysterious man.
And now he stands before the door of the philosophical club and thinks.
- Who am I?
Author
Tell me yourself... And go have a drink with the librarian now, while you still can, we're leaving, the deadline is Friday.
so I specifically moved it... by the way, does anyone want to go with me and Na to a fight club and maybe somewhere else? preferably guys (by role, not origin)
Ple-Sen
Arandor