Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia

Finding a moment to talk away from prying ears, Bea and Bob exchanged impressions. "Hmm, this isn't Ayko. Not at all, she doesn't resemble her in the slightest," Bea snorted. "Maybe that's for the best?" Guyon countered. "Fewer reasons to compare her to Ayko, to nitpick and reproach her for not behaving the way Ayko would." "I don't know. I'll need time to accept the new reality. Even if she's ten, a hundred times better than Ayko... What nonsense am I talking about, she can't be better. At best, she's just as good." "If I could turn back time, I would do everything to save her..." "Research into time travel spells is prohibited by the Magic Council of 793," Bea interrupted him too sharply, "I've already checked." "When you... Never mind. I just don't think it's fair to treat Erefir with prejudice just because she's not Ayko. She's not trying to replace her; she probably understands that she'll never be able to replace her." "Don't get so worked up. I'm not going to hate her just because she's not Ayko. Since Her Highness sent her, I guess I'll give her a chance. What about you?" "I feel the same. I would give a lot for Ayko to return, but since that's not possible... We'll write a new page in the history of 'Carnelian.' And in our history together." Bea nodded. She watched Erefir thoughtfully, noticing her facial expressions, gestures, and manner of speech. Sometimes it seemed to her that she was behaving exactly like Ayko. Maybe she wanted to see that, but... But they were definitely going to give Erefir a chance.

Returning to Carneol, Merel first checked on his plant and watered it if needed. Then, he began to tidy himself up, which took much longer. Examining his burns, he cursed and damned everyone who was in any way involved in what had happened recently. The astrologer hoped that this could be remedied and that a way would be found to heal the wounds he had received, but for now, he needed to hide them. Unable to think of anything better, he wrapped his hands and face in bandages until he could acquire new gloves and some kind of mask or something similar.

July 6th.
Hearing an indistinct noise, Merel goes downstairs and discovers that a couple of his colleagues are talking to some armed stranger.
- Who is this? - he asked dryly, not surprised that they had let an unknown person with a weapon into the house.

and my cloak with a hood?

Before I go to sleep, a question for Revny.

Look. In terms of gameplay, the cloak occupies the shoulder slot, while the clothing slot is empty. But in terms of roleplaying, I described a terrible dress covering her modesty, and the cloak in the picture looks like a coat that can be buttoned up. Considering this, does Beata have a chance to quickly run to the nearest clothing store and avoid being attacked by the fashion police, or is it still better to send Gion alone to get some clothes?

July 6th.
Hearing an unusual noise, Merel goes downstairs and discovers that a couple of his colleagues are talking to some armed stranger.
- Who is this? - he asked dryly, not surprised that they had let an unknown person with a weapon into the house.

- Oh, Merel, - Beata waved her hand, - meet our new boss, sent by Her Highness. Her name is Erefir.
She turned to Erefir.
- This is Merel, the mage I mentioned. He was quite battered in the last mission; he used to look much better.

- Oh, Merel, - Beata waved her hand, - meet our new boss. Her Highness sent her. Her name is Erefir.
She turned to Erefir.
- This is Merel, the mage I mentioned. He was quite battered in the last mission; he used to look much better.

- And you believed her? What if she's an assassin from Midg... from that city... - the astrologer tried to remember the city's name, but apparently, he wasn't very good at remembering such words, - From the orphanages, that's it. Anyway, better call our artist; he can at least check her out and figure out what's what.
if necessary, the check will be based on documents. but if we know about the eye, we can check that too
and let's assume that I arrived earlier than the summoning

- And you believed her? What if she's an assassin from Midg... from that city... - the astrologer tried to remember the name of the city, but apparently, remembering such words wasn't his strongest skill, - From the orphanages, that's what I mean. Anyway, it's better to call our artist; he can at least check her out and figure out what's going on.
if necessary, the check will be based on documents. but if we know about the eye, we can also check that
and let's assume that I came down earlier for the summoning

- Come on, what could possibly go wrong! - Beata reassures the astrologer. - Things can't get any worse than they already are.
Meanwhile, Guyon is chasing after Rafik.

The astrologer hoped that this was reversible and that a way could be found to heal the wounds, but for now, they needed to be hidden.

Actually... there is a way.

1) Use this:

To perform the ritual, it is necessary to sacrifice characters with a total health of 5000 or more (royal blood is available, but there are not enough subjects in this world, so it has to be done this way).
The character has an affinity for magic, and the spell learning speed is twice as fast for them (does not stack with other similar effects).

2) Summon Dalia from the time of Lapistia.
3) Ask her to cast this on Merel:

Removes negative effects from the character and heals injuries.

[Optional] 4) Ask Erefir for an increase in salary for such a valuable addition.

– Uh, I’m not bothering you… Although, it might be better if… – the girl thought that the astrologer’s remark about the stranger was actually reasonable and started rummaging in her bag until she found a piece of paper from the princess. – Here. I don’t know what happened to you in the orphanage, but this should dispel any doubts. Merel, nice to meet you.

- And also, Raphael, the secretary, who works part-time at the theater.

HE'S AN ACTOR WORKING PART-TIME AT CARNEOLE! 😠

/ A theater that also works as a secretary. /

When the journey is successfully completed, and there is no need to fear treachery from the guide, Kenichiro returns to the letter, one of the best ways to pass the time now.

Desert

In the sea of sand
The step of strangers is unsteady
Death is everywhere

At a completely different time, in completely different lands, I was already on my way to the desert, but in Grindania, I had to change my plans a little. However, I was not destined to avoid the desert.
On a clear day, the heat is exhausting, in a storm it is impossible to move, the sand is shifting underfoot, and somewhere around there are monsters and bandits. It is never safe here, and now I understand how useful such conditions are for a person.
He who has not walked in the desert has not seen the South. After spending a couple of weeks in Barsin, among the slaves, their owners, and merchants of various luxuries, I presumptuously thought that I understood the life here. But after the desert, it seems that even the inhabitants of the cities of Calcite do not understand this land. Hardly many remember their ancestors, who had only the desert, and thanks to their resilience, they can ride in palanquins and bask in bathtubs.

Temple of Shiris
Many in Calcite worship not Anush, but the goddess of good fortune, Shiris. It is not easy to reach her temple - she is the goddess of brave people. Courage is essential in the desert, but if luck is not on your side, neither courage, nor strength, nor intelligence will help. It is not surprising that this goddess is so revered. Strangely, I have not yet seen any gamblers here, except for the Arena.

An
A guide, very talented. The fact that we have not perished in the desert is largely due to her. We were supposed to kill a large scorpion for her during the pilgrimage to the Temple of Shiris, but it turned out that it died on its own. Unfortunately, our paths diverged on a not very pleasant note, and now I don't even know if she is alive.

Melesar
Apostle of Enslavement, slave trader, sorcerer - in short, a vile and strange man. He made it his life's work to organize some kind of absurd performance with a magical roulette. By the grace of fate, he turned to dust during his own game, although he managed to do us a lot of harm. I think he was just tired of his own madness.
I expected something different from the apostle. I thought I would see someone like Kingalud, not such a clown.

Specter
Melesar turned me into a specter, but judging by the fact that I continue to write these lines, things are not so bad. This is one of those things that you just have to accept. The loss of the body is not only a loss, but also many opportunities. It's a pity that I am not a philosopher, not a scholar, and cannot properly take advantage of the acquired freedom from the physical.

Suddenly realized that even with 20 charisma, Carneole ends up with too many members. Okay, let's decouple it from charisma; let's set a static value of 8, not including the leader and secretary/maid.

You can get a static +8 and bonus limit for interior design or leadership skill.

🦵 => home

Added 5 minutes ago

Before I go to sleep, a question for Revny.

Look. According to the game mechanics, the cloak takes up the shoulder slot, and the clothing slot is empty. But in the role-playing aspect, I described a terrible dress covering her modesty, and the cloak in the picture looks like a coat that can be buttoned up. Considering this, does Beata have a chance to quickly run to the nearest clothing store and avoid being attacked by the fashion police, or is it still better to send Gion alone for the clothes?

Yes, you can buy it.

Added 4 minutes ago

Gifts from Princess Naria are arriving in Karneol.
Raphael:
Beata:
Gion:
Garret:
Merel:
Kilika:
Kalina:
Astellia:

Merel:

And here's the reward for your decisiveness!