Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

What's the big deal? You don't have anything to do with Diablo anyway.

At the very least, Lokken does.

At the very least, Lochen has it.

He's just helping his poor wife out, it's assistance, not villainy, why are you against it?((
Okay, if Lochen asks me not to interfere, I won't.

What's the big deal? You don't even have anything to do with Diablo.
Kas hugged her.
- Mr. Screamer, are you tired? It happens. Let me come by tomorrow morning, and the day after... Your kindness and generosity deserve a greater reward 🙂

- Y-yes... Of course...

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I feel sorry for Kas... Unlike all those random Nors 😔

- Y-yes... Of course...

Nisho kisses the man on the forehead again, puts the crown in her inventory, and heads to the SRI.

If there are no scripts there, she goes to XXX to inquire about a job as a waitress.

I feel bad for Kasu... Unlike all those random Nors 😔

Ah, so that's what it means! Random, huh? 😡

I feel sorry for all of Nebk's victims...

If there are no scripts involved, go to XXX and inquire about a waitress position.

As always, Lady Yalik was standing at the entrance.
- Hello, madam! You're here about a job, right?

Erefir crafts

Damage: 100%
Indestructible
+75% damage from space. 
+1 to attack range. 
+5 to charisma. 
Always hits.
Crit: damage is doubled.
Two-handed weapon. 

All that remains is to give this weapon a name. 

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"Little Spear"

The smith's unique prerogative was to name the weapon even before its owner took it in hand. Of course, Bazhena could agree or disagree with the name and call it whatever she liked afterward, but still, the soul of the weapon, its baptism in flame, was forever tied to what the smith would say at that moment. To what the maker feels at that moment. And Erefir Linel Darvening — felt it.
— "Pulsar".

As always, Yalik's Barge was parked at the entrance.
- Hello, madam! Are you here regarding employment?

- Hello, miss. Yes, I am here about a job 🙂

Now I understand that Raf, just in case things don't work out with Metarma, immediately figured out to send me a book from Abundance via cat mail so that later he could share the tomb with Sisiandra, haha.
 
The day after the incident at the fighting club, it turned out that two more Carnelians were missing - Raphael and Metarma never returned from their walk. Following a lead from Gion, Garret and Erefir searched the Moon Park, where they managed to find one of the missing ones - or rather, what was left of him.

After an indefinite period of searching, Erefir and Garret discover Raphael's disemboweled body (and a cat nearby).

"Well, well. You got what you deserved, Rafik, and here's your second chance."
After listening to the commander's order not to touch the corpse, the Asterian silently watched as she, in turn, staged a small pantomime as if she had picked something up from it, although nothing was in her hands, and walked away. Who would loot like that? He felt like sarcastically suggesting that she demonstrate how it's done, but Erefir had already briskly walked out, and Garret had to hurry after her so as not to fall behind.
The next stop is Naria's villa. The commander continues to show off, leaving him behind closed doors. As if he suddenly became unworthy of an audience with his new appearance, it wouldn't be good to bother the august gaze with such a sharp contrast. But it would be interesting to listen to the report and reaction, and at the same time show off his burns to Her Highness, so that she could see for herself what a wonderful battle trophy he found in the Southlands. Step here, step there, oh, the kerosene lamp fell and singed it.
Erefir returned with an unknown unconscious woman in her arms, saying that it was "reinforcements from the princess." Clear. Royal blood flows, and lost souls fly to her call through the cosmic void to meet a new life in exchange for participating in the great game of other people's ambitions. At this stage, it's time to directly ask the commander, "and from what world are you?" Although, in any case, the answer would hardly expand the boundaries of being, at most it would add another meaningless name.
They took the reinforcements to Carnelia. Beata is, as usual, noisy and bustling, Gion is in the background. Gloomy Merel sits and thinks about something of his own. Kalina and Kilika are nowhere to be seen, Astellia is sweeping dust out of the future chambers of the alien. Erefir locked herself in a room with the newcomer, probably already discussing issues of interdimensional travel. Did it seem to him, or did a sinister laugh really come from there?..
Such a long, restless day of wandering on a leash and observing. He would like to return to those peaceful hours when he could indulge in nonsense with his brother, carelessly shoot at crows, hang out in a rocking chair or bar. Garret wearily ran his hand over his face and retired to his room.

It's as if he suddenly became unworthy of an audience with his new appearance; it wouldn't be good to offend the august gaze with such a stark contrast.

So, she doesn't know that Garret is an outsider; if she knew, her trust in him might increase... Or maybe the opposite... Who knows?

Find Metarm. The Eye must not fall into the hands of the Dungeon faction.

- Hello, miss. Yes, I'm here about the job. 🙂

Ladia and Nysho go up to the upper floor of the establishment. There, the girl is introduced to the owner.
- This is Mr. Lord Ravenage.

- Ladia, who is this? A new employee?
- That's right.
- Good, go back to your post.
Ladia leaves.
- I'm listening.

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"Kopyetso"

The blacksmith had the unique privilege of giving a weapon its name even before the owner took it in their hands. Of course, Bajena could agree or disagree with this name and then call it whatever she wanted, but still, the weapon's soul, its baptism in fire, was forever linked to what the blacksmith said at that moment. What the maker feels at that moment. And Erefeer Linel Darvening felt it.
-- "Pulsar".

- What a crappy spear. It doesn't look like a spear at all, it's just some garbage. How are you supposed to polish this? Turn around, I'm going to shove it up your ass.

Find Metarmu. The Eye must not fall into the hands of the thugs.

Yeah, well, everything will come out in the open with Kasu. My shoes, for example, were also taken by the thugs.

Ladya and Nysho go up to the establishment’s upper floor. There, the girl is introduced to the owner.
- This is Mr. Lord Ravenage.

- Ladya, who is this? A new employee?
- That’s right.
- Good, go back to your post. Ladya leaves.
- I’m listening.

- Hello, Mr. Ravenage 🙂 I would like to work at your establishment. I saw an advertisement in SRI and decided to come by.