"Hopeless, hopeless, face!" - Gillon mentally shouts, pointing his finger at the fourth wall.
"You can do that too, Gillon. Just eat well and jump onto the city from a dirigible!"
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
"Hopeless, hopeless, face!" - Gillon mentally shouts, pointing his finger at the fourth wall.
Like a falling star, Despair crashed into the center of Margel, wiping out the Azure Palace, Phantasmagoria, the Guillotine of Linefront, Antitegum, Ice Mountain, the Imperial Archive, the Church of Anuzish, the museum, the souvenir shop, and the Mystery of Anuzish.
After that, it flew away as suddenly as it had arrived. The number of casualties is currently unknown, but it includes at least those who went to the administration of Triton, Jingo, and Gorazd.
Yes, Kalina has been like that lately... Not very emotional. Although, perhaps she always was, but...
-- You are the epitome of calm. Don't you want to ask anything? -- she asked, as much as the situation allowed. At the moment, the girl wasn't sure if Kalina was grieving internally over the loss, or if that was just her usual demeanor. It was only clear that the priestess's intuition often failed and didn't allow her to determine other people's emotions, so the previous questioning look might have been misinterpreted.
- Mindjin, well... I've never been there. But, to be honest... Ahem. I do have a dress designed in that style – but don't get the wrong idea, it was a gift I received a few weeks ago. I might have tried it on once or twice, just out of curiosity, as a courtesy. It's definitely not my style; I'd simply die if I had to wear it all the time. It's probably comfortable if you're a master of hand-to-hand combat, but I haven't seen many of those lately. Some gossips back home claimed that they don't have enough fabric because of poverty, but that's just nonsense.
She took a couple of sips.
- Quite, quite... You know, our fragrant tea always reminded me of spring or summer, in all its blooming glory. This one is different – it puts me in a more relaxed state, as if I'm sitting by a fireplace. By the way, they say it's good for weight loss. Although, even if that rumor is true, it's clearly not relevant to any of us," she said, taking another sip, and then changed the subject awkwardly. "Is Nishemet-san here? Probably not; he probably doesn't have any particular tasks to do while the others are away. And he'd probably be bored in our company.
"Ugh! It's only Monday, but I feel like I slept for a whole week," Raptilion thought as he woke up in the morning.
Raptilion goes to work, sells tickets, and doesn't spend any Action Points (AP). After 8 hours of work, he returns home, again doesn't spend any AP, and goes to sleep.
- This brings us back to the magic lamp... It is often mentioned in the south. I remember you had an unpleasant experience with it, but I can't recall anything else.
By the way, I remember you and your companions were reading some book while we were sailing to Calcite, was that the encyclopedia?
"Ugh! It's only Monday, but I feel like I slept for a whole week," thought Raptilion, waking up in the morning.
Raptilion goes to work, sells tickets there, and doesn't spend any action points. After 8 hours of work, he returns home, doesn't spend any action points again, and goes to sleep.
-- There is no need. The central district no longer exists. It is very likely that in the coming days, the rest will cease to exist along with the fruits of our labor, as Margel is like a thorn in the enemy's side, -- Erephir paused to let Kalina realize this and look again at the reaction after this realization./ Not noticing a slight clap and the subsequent influx of people at the ticket counters. /