Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- What spy?... - a question mark seemed to flash near the priestess's head.

- Yes, the one who's always hanging around you.

- Hmm, you have a rather light view of the nature of the conflict, Yun-kun. Usually, there are stories about chasms opening up under the city or squids falling from the sky, but here it seems like she just dropped by for a visit to secretly steal something from the table. And am I understanding your message from the horned hat correctly, that you don't believe in the harmfulness of alien invasions? As if the image of the threat is something external and imposed, and if you remove it, then underneath it will be... who exactly? An ordinary crook? Or the same kind of entity as any other? Or maybe an unfortunate, lonely "person" who has lost his way home and is trying to find some new meaning?... If so, that's a very liberal view. Not everyone will share that point of view, especially those who hold spiritual office.

Biba and Boba jokingly bowed to her.

-- Enjoy your meal, -- the knight completed the necessary rituals of hospitality, deftly cut the cake into eight pieces with a single movement, and took her own. Waiting for the others to follow suit, she tries a spoonful. -- Mmmm, what is this? I didn't expect the icing to be so rich. -- She tries another spoonful. -- Is there alcohol in it? Alaria... I'm not kidding, this is the best dessert I've ever had, even including my childhood. Thank you very much.

Many-Faced Monogat to the Farrelian King!

You, king, are a Farrelian devil, and the brother and comrade of a cursed devil, and the secretary of Ryn. What kind of knight are you, when you can't even kill a hedgehog with your bare ass? You are a devil, and your face is a piece of shit. You, son of a bitch, will not have the sons of the undead under your command. We are not afraid of your army; we will fight you with earth and water, and we will curse your mother.

You are an Asugukh cook, a Tenebrian wheelwright, a Harran brewer, a Wakaman goat herder, a swineherd of Great and Little Calcite, an Asakhin pig, a Hellesian archer, a Zimivian executioner, a fool of all the world and the underworld, the grandson of the asp, and the hook of our dick. You are a pig face, a mare's ass, a butcher's dog, a Bezarseid forehead, and I'll fuck your mother.

This is how the Nephirians answered you, you ugly bastard. You won't even be able to herd pigs for the Welfern. We'll end it here, because we don't know the numbers and we don't have a calendar. The month is in the sky, the year is in the book, and the day is the same for us as it is for you. For this, kiss our ass!

Signed: Many-Faced Monogat with the entire army of Nephiria

Beata and Guion eagerly dug into the cake with forks, piling it onto their plates.
“It tastes even better than it looks,” Beata groaned, her mouth full, “food of the gods. I’m about to have a taste orgasm.”
“Not sure those exist,” Guion smiled. “But yeah, if they did, this cake would definitely qualify. Perfect texture and balance of sweetness.”
“He’s even talking about textures… Who cares, when it’s so de-li-cious!”

Beata almost choked, but then decided that they were all on the same side anyway.

-- Destroying clothes? No way, I already have a shortage, it's better not to do that. D

-- Well, bunnies, now, as we savor this moment, we can continue this evening with other conversations. I propose the following rules: we "pass" questions to each other like a hot potato. The order is arbitrary. I also participate, but as an organizer, I grant myself the exclusive right to exempt someone from answering a question or to start over at any time by asking a question to a player who has been overlooked. Are you ready? Any criticism of the rules? )