Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

– Did I already mention that she deserves a place in that encyclopedia? I thought I was joking. Oh, of course not. To deal with someone like her, you need the constitution of the Great Tsar. Barely making it to his chambers, Kenshiro collapses onto the bed, out cold for a full day. What a wonderful new day. He feels like something between rigor mortis and minced meat, with a burning sensation just below his waist and the feeling that someone has hung a weight on a hook in his groin. And Alaria's smug smile as the samurai, barely wrapped in a large towel, stumbles past her on his way to the bathroom. The samurai would love to express with his eyes that he is, in fact, sacrificing his strength and principles to save them from a sandy grave, but right now his eyes are as empty as a dead man's. He just needs to get to the bathtub and wash away this whole day. To Alaria's credit, she at least doesn't make snide remarks out loud. Though she should. Warriors, indeed. They couldn't handle one woman, together. Kenshiro spends the remaining days reading and writing.

Ugallu
A rather unfortunate creature, despite his wealth and health. Abandoned by his own concubine, he overreacts, tends to deceive himself, and desperately needs praise. The usual troubles of a lazy husband. Nothing can help a person if they don't know why they exist.

Arena
A place suitable for a much more gambling-minded player than a serious warrior. You can fight one hyena, or you can fight a pair of scorpions, each the size of a whale, and you can't tell which is which. Of course, given the high stakes, anyone who voluntarily enters the arena deserves respect. And, of course, almost no one voluntarily enters the fights here.

Nirah
A woman (attractive, though dark-skinned) and a shop (very useful, though expensive). It is problematic to survive without goods from here; the goods are expensive, and the subsequent chain led to unpleasant consequences. Meanwhile, her kiss costs as much as an entire concubine. Perhaps that's how it should be. Who would be interested if it only cost ten rem?

Thrace
A terrible woman, one of many creatures in the south who are eager for men. As in other cases, such a relationship does not bode well. She exists in a single copy and currently resides in the port of Barsina. Due to her wealth, she poses a significant threat to men in difficult financial situations. A relationship with her leaves a man incapacitated for a good week.

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1 gold to the bathtub and 1 to the encyclopedia from last week, not spending any new ones yet.

Ayano takes the card. - Executioner-san, you are an amazing person. I can only envy your sense of duty. I sincerely thank you for that, - she bows politely to the executioner. - And did you see the person who left it?

— My name is Adalard. Adalard Adorable. — Through the holes in the sack that was on the executioner's head, a smile reached his eyes. — Yes, I did. It was a dashing blonde with a radiant smile and lively eyes, but also very polite.

- My name is Ayano Yamagami, - she introduces herself.

- Yes, I saw him. He was a dashing blonde with a radiant smile and lively eyes, but also very polite.

- Not quite the person I know, haha. Although he's still polite, that's true. Ten years is a long time; a person can change completely. But not that much... Did he say anything else? Maybe he was looking for something or asking about something? If you remember, of course.

Upon returning to Carneol, Merell suggests that those who wish to join him and his colleague in visiting a certain entertainment venue, where they can test their combat skills and more. (not today)

- Yamagami Aiyano, - she introduces herself. - Not quite the person I know, haha. Although he's still polite, that's true. Ten years is a long time; a person can change completely. But not that much... And did he say anything else? Maybe he was looking for something or asking about something? If you remember, of course.

— No, I don't think so. I would have remembered. For me, talking to you, then and now, is a real event! I mean, I only chop heads as part of this structure, - he nods towards the guillotine, - so people rarely approach me for a chat. They even hesitate to ask for directions.

— So, you're implying that the barrier isn't always here, but was specifically put up against me! — Kelian dra smirked. — It's definitely him, but he clearly prepared well. I'll have to involve another participant. I came here with Raphael, a member of the Carnelian squad. A peaceful and curious person, strangely enough. I assume he should be in Carnelian. Would you like to take his statement, esteemed colleagues? — the Lunarian addresses the Bureau staff, then turns to the merchant: — I believe you might have tried to bribe Raphael, but understand: he's an honest guy and won't lie for a stranger he met yesterday. Wouldn't it be easier for you to apologize to me, offer a small compensation, and explain the situation... peacefully?

— So, you're implying that the barrier isn't constantly here, but was specifically put up against me! — Keliandra smirked. — It's definitely him, but he clearly prepared well. I'll have to involve another participant. I came here with Raphael, a member of the Carnelian squad. A peaceful and curious person, strangely enough. I assume he should be in Carnelian itself. Would you like to take his statement, esteemed colleagues? — the Lunarian addresses the Bureau staff, and then turns to the merchant: — I believe you might have tried to bribe Raphael, but understand: he's an honest guy and won't lie for a stranger he met yesterday. Wouldn't it be easier for you to apologize to me, offer a small compensation, and explain the situation... peacefully?

— Hold on a minute.
The minute stretched into several hours. Examining every centimeter of the building, the Bureau staff used the same device that the guards used when inspecting those arriving in the city, but found nothing.
— For now, we can't do anything... if what you said is true at all. — The Bureau employee looked disapprovingly at the owner of the "Dryad" and then at Keliandra. — Tomorrow morning, you and this Raphael of yours will come to the Bureau. Until then — goodbye.

“Safe travels,” Keliandra says, bidding farewell to the guards, then turns to the merchant, who is wisely standing outside the shop. “You know, there are two things I hate in life: first, when people call me a dark lunar elf, because I was raised by a human and didn’t really know my own people, and second, when someone messes with my face. I guess it’s just a racial trait. You hit both marks just because. Naturally, I got angry. But the issue could have been resolved quickly and easily. And yet, you clearly prefer complicated solutions. Tell me: why do you hate me so much? By the way, there doesn’t seem to be anyone around. It’s a great opportunity to kill me, arrange the pieces of my body in a strange way, and blame it all on the serial killer who’s been operating in the capital. Not a bad plan, is it?”

He’ll turn you into a frog now, since you’re not a Lunarian.

Keliandra: I'm not like the other Dark Elves, don't you dare compare me to those horrible, arrogant creatures!
Also Keliandra: *acts like a horrible, arrogant creature*

The merchant didn't listen to Keliandra's pleas. At some point, an unknown force threw her out of the shop, and the girl broke her thigh. By this time, the bureau employees had already left.

Thigh fracture
SP cannot be higher than one.
The character cannot dodge.
20% chance to miss a turn.

SP cannot be higher than one.

Now it will be easier to get into the role of Strauss.

Someone will be hopping around on the platform in a cast and will spend the entire journey lying in the compartment...

At the same time, some force threw her out of the store, as a result of which the girl broke her thigh.

No, technically Astral wrote...

prudently standing outside the shop

It threw me out of the shop, from where the voice of the annoying guest could be heard.*