Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

Yes, we already understand that you are the most powerful person in the universe, knowing all kinds of martial arts, with 999 confirmed kills, capable of killing anyone in several hundred different ways, thinking a hundred steps ahead, and having plans B for plans B for plans B - Miko thinks about this boasting.
- I see that the blood, sweat, and tears of many years of training have finally borne fruit, - she says aloud. - Perhaps you could even single-handedly resolve an imperial military operation against the kingdom of the undead. Surely, a person who intends to stop you has not a single chance? Surely, everyone in this world must have some silver bullet or needle, on the tip of which their doom is sealed.

- Chief... There's a problem. The Chill might not save Rynze. Merel saw a portrait of Rynze in a shop, and now he's losing his mind, and the Chill is ineffective. And... - Beata sighed, - I'm at risk too. I suffered a similar curse once. I saw a painting, looked at it, and couldn't look away. And the music, that damned music... Rynze is still scratching at my mind, I can feel it. The Chill protects me, but if it's not effective... This thing could infect everyone.

After thanking Diffusion for the answers and observing all the rules of politeness, Alaria sets off further – towards Malusha. Of course, she didn't want to repeat the journey to the Bazaar for the tanarsian, who miraculously avoided the quicksand. However, it was still worth finding out if she had any other rarities of interest to the employer, besides the obvious sword. Since talismans of integrity were already a rarity here, sound bombs were also unlikely to be the norm. And even the stockings, much as Alaria didn't want to part with them, could fit the definition of "rarity," in the context of Ravshan. Otherwise, she would have to go and fight Bashmu, risking her life.

It seems our astrologer was killed in a way that wasn't related to mind control. Did they channel cosmic energy directly into his head, or something like that?

Yes, we already understand that you are the most powerful person in the universe, knowing all kinds of martial arts, with 999 confirmed kills, capable of killing anyone in hundreds of different ways, thinking a hundred steps ahead and having plan B to plan B to plan B - Miko thinks about this boast.
- I see that the blood, sweat, and tears of many years of training have finally borne fruit, - she says aloud. - Perhaps you could even single-handedly resolve an imperial military operation against the kingdom of the undead. Surely, a person who intends to stop you has not a single chance? Surely, everyone in this world must have some silver bullet or needle, on the tip of which their doom is sealed.

Sorry that the GM is stuck in a childish mindset 😔

- Will they arrive...? We've already been delayed on the road, and there's no sign of the airship. I have a bad feeling, boss... But thank you for the kind words," Beata said with a forced smile. "It's just... we need to think very carefully about what we can do. This thing might not just be in a furniture store. These things could be everywhere. It might not just be a painting, but also music. We need to find this damned apostle as quickly and quietly as possible and deal with him.