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While they rest, Guion recalls everything he has ever heard about the region and its inhabitants. How realistic is it to negotiate with a dragon? And will he find a dragon crazy enough to give them a ride on its back straight to Tais? Realizing that he is starting to lose his mind, Guion smiled and shook his head. What nonsense sometimes comes to mind. And yet... Such a scaly deus ex machina would really please him.
"None of us are protagonists. We are just worms wriggling in the dead flesh of a random soldier who fell for nothing in a meaningless battle far from home, whose fate is to be unnoticedly devoured by higher-order carrion birds, or to somehow survive until this body is doused with flammable liquid and set on fire," thought Myco. Nodding in response, she leaves the room and walks away from the villa towards the abundance.
"None of us are protagonists. We are just worms wriggling in the dead flesh of a random soldier who fell for nothing in a meaningless battle far from home, whose fate is to be unnoticedly pecked at by higher-order carrion birds, or to somehow survive until this body is doused with flammable liquid and set on fire" - thought Myco. Nodding in response to his words, she leaves the room and walks away from the villa towards Abundance.
Aiyano arrives at "Abundance", where the store owner used to work while he was still alive.
Thais Merel and Kilika are taken to the Bureau of Magic (the captain didn't bother Garret with further questions), while the rest of the tourists are free to move around the city. Amamius, without warning anyone, leaves the airship and slips into the city unnoticed.
Emerald hills, azure sea, tidy streets, cozy architecture, hot but not oppressive sun — was it a coincidence that the cult of Rinze originated on this very island?
In the magic bureau, Kriss asks Kilik and Merel to take turns pressing their antimagic rings against a small depression in the wall, at the end of which a magical stone and some miniature runes were placed.
- Don't worry, the procedure is painless.
She silently buys another maximum-sized emerald and a bottle of women's perfume. On the way to the airport, she uses the last of her money.
At the air dock, a familiar face was already waiting for her, and behind him was a luxurious-looking black airship. Without saying a word, Lord Ravenage invites the woman to board and offers her his hand.
Added 4 minutes ago Drakkosha
While they rest, Guion recalls everything he has ever heard about the region and its inhabitants. I wonder how realistic it is to negotiate with a dragon? And will there be a dragon crazy enough to give them a ride on its back straight to Tais? Realizing that he was starting to lose his mind, Guion smirked and shook his head. What nonsense sometimes comes to mind. And yet... Such a scaly deus ex machina would please him very much.
An agreement was concluded between the dragons of Elizia and Emperor Welfern, according to which the winged reptiles were not to attack the citizens of the empire or damage its infrastructure; moreover, in the event of a defensive war, they were to act as defenders of the empire. However, this agreement did not include situations in which subjects of the empire voluntarily wandered into a dragon's lair, so ultimately everything depended on the character and mood of the dragon itself. And Guion did not have the appropriate education/profession to draw other useful information about the region from his brain.
Added 7 minutes ago Ple-Sen
All around is emptiness. Not a soul, except for the silent giant, who was probably not even a human. And there was no answer from the skull either. Perhaps the connection only works one way? Even if someone wanted to give her answers, she wouldn't receive them. Either way, there wasn't much choice. She could either ask for permission to enter the city, or rely on luck and go back without supplies. Now, more than ever, she wanted some mighty hero nearby who would quickly solve her problems, but apparently, she herself was going to be that hero. — I apologize again. May I enter the city?
From somewhere on the surface of the wall, an unfamiliar face appears to Alaria. — He can't talk. See the ring? It will turn green — the gates will open automatically, red — they won't open.
Without uttering a word or making a facial expression, she extends her hand, trying not to think about when he last washed it, and allows him to lead her inside.
In the magic bureau, Kriss asks Kilika and Merel to take turns pressing their antimagic rings against a small recess in the wall, at the end of which a magical stone and some miniature runes were placed.
- Ladies first, - Merel politely gestures, yielding his place in the procedure to his companion. - And what is this? - he asks the person from the magic bureau, pointing to the recess. - An additional lock for this city?
- Ladies first, - Merel politely gestures, yielding his place to his companion. - And what is this? - he asks a man from the magic bureau, pointing to the depression. - An additional lock for this town?
- Exactly. We will all be more at ease if the possibility of waking up under a rain of fire is eliminated.
Kilika didn't object and held the ring where she was told to. During the contact, the accessory shone briefly, but that was all.
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