Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- We know each other, but we haven't really had much personal interaction. Okay, I'll go first. I like water lilies - water lilies, lotuses, and others. They are also called nenufars, and in some cultures they are considered a symbol of eternal life. If I ever become a vampire and build my own castle, I will definitely have them growing in my pond.

One of the most broken, you mean?

This is me, Koshe, talking about the dragon from the previous page, whom Gillon woke up by falling from the airship.

Just enchant the bow for damage based on HP and transform into Shiris, easy win.

Soon, your country will discover an enemy that cannot be defeated by traditional methods of warfare.

Unique abilities
- Dissection (passive): melee attacks deal additional 100% damage equal to the enemy's maximum health. After being defeated by Victor, the character receives not one injury, but five.

Flight
The character can fly.
Range: 5

— An Apostle of Despair?
Having arrived at Ogma's bar, Beata and Gion find the familiar bartender in conversation with an unfamiliar visitor. It was a man of two meters in height, with hair as black as night and icy eyes the color of the winter sky. Long ears revealed him to be a Lunarian, but his other facial features resembled a human and vaguely reminded one of Emperor Purian.
— Hostile forces in this country, my unfortunate friend, have put an instrument of destruction into action. Soon, your country will discover an enemy that cannot be defeated by traditional methods of warfare.
The man describes the one he was talking about.
— Come on, it sounds like science fiction... — Ogma says, only now realizing that no one but Gion and Beata are with him.

The Priestess nods – in the context of the speaker, such symbolism makes perfect sense.
- Yes, they are indeed beautiful. But do you know that they are just as favored by water spirits? And for the same reasons. You will inevitably have an interspecies conflict of interest with them when you become a vampire, - she pauses for about ten seconds. - Let me add some variety for the readers, otherwise it will be boring. After all, criteria and favorite positions are different, aren't they? For example, a long time ago, I liked roses for their intricate structure, beautiful shades, and dualistic symbolism, but now, at the end of June 975, I can confidently say that I don't. Perhaps it's just saturation... Do you know what "reimochka" is? I suppose not, it doesn't grow here. It is a parasitic species of ivy that clings to the bark of trees and grows into it. It especially likes cherry trees. It is a very harmful weed that sucks all the sap out of the tree, so every self-respecting gardener eradicates it at the first sign. But in a wild area inhabited by barbarians, where the local population doesn't care about such things and knows neither civilization nor culture nor aesthetics, "reimochka" blooms for three or four days a year - it doesn't have enough energy for more - spreading large, spreading petals. And thanks to this parasitic feature, it absorbs some of the life force of the tree it has covered. Therefore, their flowers exist in a huge number of forms and colors, depending on the tree they have captured. It is a very nasty plant, but... the design of the invisible demiurge and the ghostly period of its prosperity, in the sense of flowering, cannot fail to make one appreciate it.

- Then it would have to be "planted" on some powerful tree that it couldn't harm. But even so, I can't immediately say whether such trees exist. The world is full of mysteries, - he shrugs mentally, because physically it would have been difficult to do, considering the things he was carrying. - A precious stone?... I'm not really knowledgeable about minerals, to be honest. A long time ago - a few weeks ago - I could have named hyacinth; I remember it well. When you look at it, it seems to envelop you with its warm, sometimes bright, and sometimes more saturated, but at the same time unobtrusive hue. But I don't remember what it means. It seems... ... ... ...no, I don't remember. To go with it, I could also name the flower with the same name for a comedic effect. It looks so strange from afar, but when you look closer, you notice that there is some aesthetic and orderly structure in it. ...But lately, I've come to like the perfect emerald. Some malicious tongues would say that it's because of the color, and they would show their lack of intelligence, because the reason is not that at all.