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Go left and pour all your mana points into Zoritsa.

Should I go left, go around the entire island along the shore, and enter the port from the other side?

A smart person won't go up the hill; a smart person will go around it.

For some reason, I was sure I had already posted a map with the third Temple. You need to go there from Ixaba or other cities around it; you can't get there from Barsina.

In general, there's an option to go to Ixab, and then to the Temple. And teleport from there to Barsina. But I would still go to a tournament first, rather than angering the guides with blasphemous rituals. Plus, there might be problems with money and supplies. And then, depending on Klin's success, I'd decide what to do.

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Actually, I just calculated the costs for supplies (we feed the guide), if we go to Ixab, there are no sandstorms, and the journey to Ammu-Ay also takes a week. That comes out to at least 420 rems. It's feasible in theory, but the finances will be tight with tournament purchases, unless a new raven arrives with new funding (I suspect it won't, since this one is with us until the end).

/Ples, are you serious about casting Air Shield? Do you think it won't prevent the enemy from approaching us invisibly in a group and taking us down with swords? /

/ Ples, are you serious about casting an air shield? Do you think it won't prevent the enemy from approaching invisibly in a group and taking us down with swords? /

I would try. The advantage is already on their side, as they know about you and can attack at any moment. But this is just my opinion. I would be more worried about them running away for reinforcements, like the goblins did. x)

Considering what the Hero posted (I had to open the picture via VPN), this soundtrack is better than Sabaton, as we all love!

Well, with Botinok's music playing... Wait, after all these years, I suddenly realized... that Radio Tapok also named itself Tapok in honor of Sabaton... or is this just madness...

Okay, fine, a tournament is a tournament. I'll be here, sadly reading about your adventures while waiting for the next expansion.

Considering that Sabaton also did a cover of Tapka's song...

Heroist, my friend, we'll all join you in Carneol right now. Then, the buffed-up bandits will defeat Alaria and Ken, and they'll try to gank Lokken. And only Nebok will be left sitting in the theater, thinking about his own things.

Tapok was quite close to Sabaton and even met them in person several times. However, I don't know how things are now. Tapok has now switched to his own patriotic albums and doesn't mention Sabaton much anymore.

Maybe we'll get lucky, Heroist, and Thrace has special training methods for its gladiators. Or maybe we'll gain experience somehow along the way.

Well then, I guess we'll skip ahead to the OD update (if it hasn't happened yet) and wait for Victor's recommendations on what to buy. Based on those, we'll see if we can find something to equip our death knight with for the arena.

Draco Mellis did a good job – Ayano understood.
She carefully checked the construction site and made sure that it met all the Nihon standards, then nodded approvingly and headed to...
...after reviewing the entire map, she realized that she had visited almost everything in this city that was relevant to the article, and in one way or another, she had passed by the remaining places or heard about them somewhere. Could the material be ready and could she start writing it?.. It was hard to believe.

After leaving Kamimori, she decided to visit the "hole" – it would probably be a completely pointless way to spend time, but maybe she could try it once in her life?

I'll be sad to read about your adventures while waiting for the new expansion.

Come on, you can create a new character and join Carneol. We always need meat more qualified specialists to complete the assigned tasks.

Is Ment thinking?

Victor Loss sometimes pondered the deeds he had committed while his heart and soul were clouded by the vice of insatiable anger, but he felt no remorse about it. Most people in his position would likely have fallen into a deep depression or sought any opportunity to somehow justify themselves to themselves or others. For example, by repeatedly telling himself and others that the curse, not him, was to blame for everything. The former captain of the guard, who, by the nature of his duty, had deprived many people of their freedom and sometimes their lives, was inclined to believe that all this was naive and petty nonsense. Regardless of his state of mind, he had done what he had done, and no amount of reasoning on serious philosophical or religious topics could change that. At the same time, he was too pragmatic to focus his attention on things that were in the past. The strange priestess had given him a chance at a second life, and the princess had given him a job – and that was good; with such cards, one could certainly play the game called "life." To complain about such a hand and not make the most of it, when there were so many people in the world in worse conditions than him, would be both foolish and would show a lack of taste. Be that as it may, his main goal now was to complete the task before him as efficiently as possible, and then we would see what happens. One of the following days, the captain of the cozy, albeit somewhat unassuming, squad was walking through the now familiar Barsia and decided to step into one of the alleys to relieve himself. As he watered the wall of someone's house with a light yellow liquid, he suddenly remembered a funny joke from his youth, when his friends had given him the nickname "Instant." It was a strange nickname, but it went well with his last name. "Instant Loss." It sounds good. And in the next moment, the ex-apostle died instantly, never realizing that an arrow, filled with someone's hatred and anger that had accumulated over many days, had flown from somewhere and pierced his heart. A few minutes later, scavengers flew up to his now lifeless body and soon there was nothing left on him but his clothes. And so ended the life of this unusual man.