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-- Centralized, inherited power certainly has a beneficial effect; it makes it more difficult for all sorts of scoundrels to infiltrate such a system. Of course, things happen, but I was surprised to learn from historical books how lucky Welfern and Margel were with their monarchs – they truly provided a moral compass. About 70 percent of them were good, and that's a lot. I find it very difficult to understand what Torvik the Founder was made of, that not only he personally, but also generations of his descendants maintained an extremely high standard of dignity, while constantly being under pressure from people's expectations. And these expectations were certainly constantly high, partly because the people had become accustomed to good things.
- In my opinion, the best proof of the exceptional nature of the monarchs of Margel is the scale of the empire, advanced technologies, a high standard of living relative to the average in the world in almost all regions, a very strong economy in Anuzish, and much more. But, frankly, I think that we and our contemporaries are very lucky; with the exception of the reign of King Sillion, His Majesty Emperor Purian gave his subjects a fairly stable time, security, and the opportunity to look to the future with hope, although the events of the past year have somewhat clouded the overall picture. I sincerely hope that he is well, but even if the worst has happened, and not just in our minds... I am convinced that Her Highness Princess Naria and his close friend, Governor Draco Mellis, will lead, if not the entire empire, then at least Margel in the right direction. Although, perhaps, this is not entirely the correct definition, because "correctness" is a very subjective thing and depends on the speaker. In slightly more objective terms, I am sure that under their leadership, the subjects of the kingdom will not be deprived or wronged by fate. I just hope they don't feud with each other.Author
-- Oh, that's flattering! And great! So, I need to help with the assembly, refinement, well, now the universe is giving me a little more time, so I can spend more honest eight hours, if there are no business trips ) Of course... There are still many questions about the lady, is she preparing for war, but where is she from? Or maybe she has figured out some secret? In fact, the chainsaw design is very well suited for cutting wood; a friend of mine suggested that this might be the case, and tests on logs confirmed it. The teeth sequentially and automatically tear out the fibers, and thus the sword turns out to be much more effective and easier to use than standard saws ) Very good for lumberjacks.
-- Hmm, maybe you already figured that out without me, master, it just so happens that my head usually thinks about battle, -- an awkward smile.
- To be honest, Erefir, I wasn't particularly interested in her origins and the purpose of acquiring our products; it's not part of my business policy. I think that if she considered it necessary, she would have shared this information herself. For me, the main thing is that our products meet expectations and correspond to my quality standard, and everything else is details, although it would be naive to deny that if I knew what these swords would be used for, I could pay more attention to the details. By the way, I have a gift for you... Well, not a gift, because it is the fruit of your labor, so... - Quentin hands the apprentice a document. - This is a certificate that you have completed my training and are a full-fledged watchmaker. You can use it when applying for a job or to start your own business - the choice is yours. Congratulations!
Erefir receives a profession
Watchmaker The character can make and repair watches and some other items related to this craft. Perception +4, dexterity +4.
"And if I'm wrong, then that's very, very sad." —Okay, let's do it. Familiar places should have a good effect on morale.
First, Sanex decides to take Klin (or be taken there?) to "Tentacle," but it turns out to be closed. "Too bad," she says and heads to "Inferno." - Oh, Blade, - the blacksmith notices the knight, - I see you're finally going on dates, well, congratulations, you're growing up... Last time it didn't turn out so well, haha.
"Hmm... I don't remember Beata officially releasing me from slavery. Yes, it was all just talk, and now the curse is gone, but technically - she bought me as a slave and initially treated me as such, and then... then she just stopped caring that I belonged to her, using it only as an excuse for jokes or entertainment in bed. I don't think she'll hold it against me and stop me if I decide to go my own way, and right now I want to stay with her, but technically - I'm still her property. Sort of. Heh, it's funny." - What are you smiling about, Guiosh? - I imagined us telling our children about how we met. "You know, Mom bought Dad in Lower Lunaria for two thousand rem." - Another reason not to have children," Beata smiled.
"Hmm... I don't remember Beata officially releasing me from slavery. Yes, it was all just talk, and now the curse is gone, but technically, she bought me as a slave and initially treated me as such, and then... then she just stopped caring that I belonged to her, using it only as an excuse for jokes or entertainment in bed. I don't think she'll hold it against me or stop me if I decide to go my own way, and right now, I want to stay with her, but technically, I'm still her property. Sort of. Heh, it's funny." - What are you smiling about, Guiosh? - I imagined how we would tell our children about how we met. "You know, Mom bought Dad in Lower Lunaria for two thousand rems." - Another reason not to have children," Beata smiled.
- Only losers don't have children. The comment belonged to a young man passing by. These words were directed not so much at the couple as at Guiyon alone, but before either of them could react in any way, he disappeared into the city crowd.
— Heh-heh, you’re right. It would be awkward, — the Tanarian smiled understandingly, — and thank you for your work, as well as for the pleasant conversation.
I’m not sure if I need to go anywhere or wait for something, so I’ll just stay here for now.
After an indefinite amount of time, Marya appears in the kitchen.
— So, is everything okay? I heard that the patients were very satisfied with today’s lunch.
- Losers are the ones who eavesdrop on other people's conversations, - Beata snapped back at the stranger.
Giyon, however, became agitated. What had he heard? Had he also heard that his partner was involved in slave trading?!
Beata looked at him and understood everything.
- No one will believe him anyway, and he won't be able to prove anything, - she murmured in his ear, - at worst, we'll come up with some funny story that explains everything.
- Yeah, like you just got me drunk and made me pay two thousand in some bar, - he smirked.
- Something like that, yeah.
The couple returns home.
- What are these papers on the table? - Beata grumbled, picking up the tests. - Some strange questions.
- These are psychological tests, - Giyon nodded. - I took something similar in the army. I guess I should fill them out.
After an unspecified amount of time, Marya appears in the kitchen.
- So, is everything alright? I heard that the patients were very satisfied with today's lunch.
— Very satisfied? — Alaria's face lit up, but she quickly regained a semblance of professionalism, — Ahem, I mean, it's nice to hear that. And everything is fine, yes. Now, it's even wonderful, he-he. In general, since they liked it so much, — she smiles and pauses briefly, — to their taste, I could probably stay for dinner too? Of course, if SRI doesn't mind, — the Tanarian pondered, considering the hourly, daily, and weekly time slots and available spaces in her schedule, — potentially, I could work for you until Thursday? I won't promise anything in advance, in case something unexpected comes up in my life, but I wouldn't mind spending more time on this.
First, Sanex decides to take Klin (or be taken to?) to "Tentacal," but it turns out to be closed.
I hope they weren't checking this by carefully looking through the keyhole.Author
- In my opinion, the best proof of the exceptional nature of the monarchs of Margel is the scale of the empire, advanced technology, a high standard of living relative to the average in almost all regions, the strongest economy in Anuzish, and much more. But, frankly, I think we and our contemporaries are very lucky. With the exception of the reign of King Sillione, His Majesty Emperor Purian gave his subjects a fairly stable time, security, and the opportunity to look to the future with hope, although the events of the past year have somewhat clouded the overall picture. I sincerely hope that he is well, but even if the worst has happened, and not just in our minds... I am convinced that Her Highness Princess Naria and his close friend, Governor Draco Mellis, will lead, if not the entire empire, then at least Margel in the right direction. Although, perhaps, this is not quite the correct definition, because "correctness" is a very subjective thing and depends on the speaker. In slightly more objective terms, I am sure that under their leadership, the subjects of the kingdom will not be deprived or wronged by fate. I just hope they don't feud with each other.
-- I completely agree with this; it's as if you can read my mind... Of course, His Majesty only needs to appear among his people once to instantly calm everyone down and send the crisis into decline, and I would very much like that to happen. And, of course, if that doesn't happen, Her Highness will use her charisma to restore the situation in more complex ways. And we will be Her faithful sword.Author
This is a certificate stating that you have completed my training and are a fully qualified watchmaker. You can use it when applying for a job or to start your own business – the choice is yours. Congratulations!
-- This... is quite unexpected, Master, thank you! -- she carefully examined the certificate, covering her widely smiling mouth. "Erephir Linel Darvining." Indeed, it is her name. Confirmed by Quentin Quantum. She doesn't even remember when she managed to pass any qualification tests; apparently, it wasn't necessary when it came to the opinion of a person who is essentially the first in his field. The opportunity to start her own business... perhaps, of all the great many occupations, this is something the knight hadn't thought about before. Well, such ambitions are useful, right? But for now, she should focus on the immediate tasks.
-- Interesting, but no one has ever given me a certificate for blacksmithing; if I had known the value of such recognition, I would have definitely asked for one at the time. But thank you... I guess I should confirm my new status with certain ideas because there's no point in standing still.
She places Rock on the workbench.
-- This is what I was thinking about. This is a hammer with a heavy head inside; it has the advantage of good area damage, but the disadvantage is strong recoil. That is, it is useful for destroying walls and other very strong things, but not everyone can use it. And here's an idea: if the head had a return mechanism with springs, as well as a drive... Well, maybe reconfigure the handle a bit... It would be a good hammer for demolition, right? Perhaps it's still too heavy a tool, but I think it's worth considering, Master?Author
The comment belonged to a young man passing by.
Oh, Gran has returned to the city; he has become so handsome in Farellia.
First, Sanex decides to take Klin (or be taken there?) to "Tentacul," but it turns out to be closed. "Too bad," she says and heads to "Inferno." - Oh, Blade, - the blacksmith notices the knight, - I see you're finally going on dates, well, congratulations, you're growing up... Last time, it didn't turn out so well, haha.
—What are you talking about, Sir Kragg? —Klin smiled politely on both questions. —Perhaps we'll skip the experiments with the rune of contemplation this time. —"Especially after the last one." Exchanging glances with Sanex, he assessed whether it was worth introducing them to the blacksmith, or if they (were probably) already acquainted. —How are things going, in your life and at work?
- What the heck is this?! - Beata exclaimed, tossing the test papers aside. - Why does this thing require an email from me, and why is my name listed as 1?!
- And indeed, Kosh, why is that? - Guion asked thoughtfully, looking directly at the fourth wall.
- Are you saying it's all Kosh's fault?
- Yes. I think she doesn't understand what she's doing again.
- Why is she messing things up, and we're the ones with the problems? 😫
🐱🐲: Okay, guys, calm down. Good news: I've figured out the email requirement. Some incompetent person wrote the website code, and for some reason, the checkbox was set with the property display: none. I had to manually dig into the page's code and disable the styles. Luckily, I learned how to do that in my courses. So, there will be a link to the test.
🤸: Do you seriously think we understood anything? Hello, we haven't even invented the internet! We haven't invented computers! We haven't even invented the damn radio!
🐱🐲: I fixed everything.
♿: Oh, okay. You said the news was good... Is there any bad news?
🐱🐲: Yes. This was a test test, where I selected the middle option everywhere. I'm too lazy to take the tests for you.
🤸: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
🐱🐲: I didn't sleep well and I'm feeling a bit slow right now. Can we do it tomorrow?
🤸: If you were Guion, I would force you to shut down at 11 PM...
♿: Don't believe her. She doesn't shut me down at 11 PM. At 11 PM, everything is just beginning for us.
🤸: 😈
🐱🐲: I know. I created you, lol.
—What are you talking about, Sir Crag? —Blade smiled in a feignedly polite manner in response to both questions. —Perhaps we can skip the experiments with the rune of contemplation this time. —"Especially after the last one." After exchanging glances with Sanex, he assessed whether it was worth introducing them to the blacksmith, or if they were (probably) already acquainted. —How are things going, both in your personal and professional life?
Apparently, it wasn't worth it. - I'm forging. - The blacksmith's answer was extremely concise. - Hey, - a guy passing by suddenly addressed them, - in this city, Akonia will break her leg as always, where can I find Naria? She's an important figure here, a princess or something like that.
Apparently, it wasn't worth it. - Forge. - The blacksmith's answer was extremely laconic. - Hey, - suddenly a guy passing by spoke to the pair, - in this city as always Akonia will break a leg, where can I find Naria? She's some big shot here, a princess or something like that.
—And a "hey" day to you too. Do you have some business with Her Highness? Try asking at the country villa. Currently, this location is crossed out on her charlist, but previously it was worth contacting them there.