Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- No, that won't be necessary, it's obvious anyway. And this is quite enough, thank you. Hmm, yes, let's do it like this... - she (for now) is just testing the katana's blade to see how to cut the ropes more conveniently, without cutting or slashing her palms, before adding. - Just allow me one more small clarification. This... your, hmm... - she clicked her fingers, remembering the word, then nodded. - Grandmaster. Why isn't he here with you now?...

- Lately, he has preferred another captive, her name is Cleon, although I doubt that name means anything to you. When the commotion started upstairs, he was with her on the floor above. - She tensed up. - You still haven't introduced yourself...

Alaria spent some more time with Klin, just in case he needed someone understanding nearby. It was during such moments that it was worth staying close to loved ones, so they wouldn't stray onto a slippery path. Because another person, realizing that the tragedy could have been avoided, could easily become embittered. Of course, the knight didn't give off such an impression and had some support, but her acquaintances had already managed to surprise the inquisitor more than once. Therefore, it was worth being vigilant. (whether to role-play it or not can be decided later, depending on what the player wants)

After that, she decided to channel her emotions into writing her next song, an idea for which had been swirling in her head even before the unexpected visit. Gunghir von Breckenndorff and his pupils were mentioned by Alaria not just like that – it was to them that she planned to dedicate her new creation. There were several reasons for this. First, the baron himself seemed to her to be an extremely inspiring figure. Someone to take as an example. Perhaps, this was even reflected in her future plans – to develop her skills and retire. Ideally, she would also become famous as one of the greatest warriors of her time, although the wise old man himself did not strive for such glory.

Secondly, it was a tribute to the founder of the Baldur school – Eir von Walravn. In a way, continuing the development of her style and spreading it throughout the world was already an expression of gratitude towards the great warrior. However, should she stop there? The swordswoman clearly cherished her family. They were bound by ties much stronger than blood, no matter what arrogant spies might think. Her brothers and sisters deserved to be remembered just as much as the ancient warrior school. Therefore, dedicating a small song to them seemed like the right decision to Alaria. Perhaps, this creation would encourage other people to learn more about the history of Baldur. Or it might warm the heart of some of Eir's relatives in the future, who found themselves in Anuzish. It was a kind of expression of solidarity from one otherworldly being to another.

Children of Baldur

Baldur is a barony of brave men,
The dynasty of Gunghir.
He gathered his boys here,
To prepare them for the world.

Veserod is a steadfast leader,
Always finds a way.
He knows the habits of wild monsters,
By heart.

Kalentia, a good strategist,
Serious and strict.
But doubts gnaw at her heart,
Emptiness torments.

Noble Gulveig,
A beacon of local kindness.
She loves to eat well,
For spiritual fulfillment.

And here is Alessia, a beauty,
Proud and graceful.
She stings with words like a wasp,
And then wrinkles her nose.

Anders is a secretive boy,
He talks to cats.
He dreams of great love,
Hiding behind cloaks.

Röhei saves them,
A ninja benefactor.
Having arrived in Baldur from overseas,
He is responsible for them.

Eir strikes down enemies with a saber,
Skillfully and gracefully.
She dreams of Röhei,
Blushing.

Renold and Ilva are inseparable,
Brother and sister.
Their tandem is strong in life,
Together forever.

Anselm and Imelda follow,
Their romance is gloomy.
The sincerity of love is spoiled,
By an obsessive plan.

Their story is full of tales,
Of sorrow and victory.
Only crumbs have been sung,
Of their heroic years.

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- ...you probably understand why such questions might be asked – not out of idle curiosity or a need for light conversation. Your friend is indeed here, and it seems he is enjoying life. You, on the other hand, are of sound mind and not even injured, and you arrived with him. The situation might be obvious to you, but from the perspective of people who are seeing you for the first time, it would be natural to assume, even if only slightly, that you might also have come here for "relaxation," wouldn't it? Although, it doesn't seem like you're lying... - After looking thoughtfully at the rope, which had become tiresome, she finally cut it with a light movement. - Ayano. And this is Sonata. Don't be offended.

- Please, don't call this person my friend. - She unsteadily got to her feet and immediately leaned against the wall, being very tired and a little disoriented. - I wanted to learn military skills, techniques, abilities, and knowledge from him, not about the capacity of my orifices. As for your suspicions, I can only boast about my physical and spiritual resilience: centuries of experience of the Untroye clan and the immense amount of sweat and tears shed in countless hours of training have not been in vain. - Massaging her rope-burned palms, she looked around again. - Thank you, Ayana. Regarding the absence of injuries... I was lucky not to fall into the hands of that disgusting goblin. The others are just perverts, but this self-proclaimed "man of magic and science" is interested in experimenting with everything. I think I'll hate green now.

- Why is everyone so tense?
It seems Kilika wasn't paying much attention to the details of the conversation and was instead amusing herself by reading the book recommended by Erefir.

Raula

- She has a very beautiful name, and the story lives up to it!

Meyrin

- What will happen if a woman becomes the Patriarch instead of Tentacle? A Matriarch? Or does it not work that way?

Patricia

- Overexerting oneself and being overly anxious is harmful to one's mental health, and I agree with her on that. Everything in life should happen naturally.

Lidika

- A strange woman. He probably didn't initially show any feelings for her, so why did she agree to marry him?

Ranos

- Sad people.

Ixia

- A lovely story, and the portrait is also nice. Very inspiring.

Arrosa

- In my opinion, the other queens were more attractive.

Lorentia

- Why didn't she refuse? Strange.

Kristallia

- A lovely couple; it seems that everything is not as sad as some people try to say.

Kanade

- Cool braid!

Emerardo

- Seems like a decent husband, although he looks a bit boring.

Bertali

- He probably didn't love his wife enough, which is why she had to seek affection in the arms of other men... Although her weakness of character is also not flattering!

Mersia

- Like Emerardo, only a woman.

Zamya

- Awesome, I think that any girl dreams of such a fateful meeting.

- Yes, it leaves a terrifying impression. Can you tell me what has been happening here lately? I mean, aside from the obvious daily routines. Specifically, about those tentacles coming out of the floor and other things. They say some kind of monster lives there, but what it is, and why it collects bodies – there isn't much information about that. Any fact, even one overheard by chance, would be helpful.

- Tentacles?.. Oh, I'm aware of the creature on the sixth floor. They say it first devoured the head of the coven, and then other important figures, but I don't know the details – I spend most of my time either in my room or wherever these perverts take me. I know that in the last room of this wing, there's a hatch that leads directly to the sixth floor, and they sometimes throw some of the prisoners down there to appease the monster, but something on this scale is happening for the first time.

- All of this is quite strange. Based on what Iraola and you told us, it seems that they don't get along with this monster, but they didn't want to abandon the operation, and decided that they could at least go for this form of "coexistence"? - she shrugged. - Do you know anything about the fifth floor? We saw that it was blocked, but it's not yet clear whether it completely collapsed or just the entrance. *They say* that they bred various monsters there; it's quite possible that the creature has already eaten them. But if not, that complicates the task somewhat...

- If what I heard is true, only the passage is blocked, but no one has gone down there since it was blocked, so no one knows what's there. But anyway... I'd like to leave this place as soon as possible. I think you understand.

- Well, it seems my presence is no longer welcome here, even though I haven't revealed anything new. - Looking at his watch, Shen Shao confirmed that the hour hand had passed midnight. - This concludes my mission. Farewell, ladies and gentlemen, I will be sure to tell my wife and son about you, such unusual characters. 
After that, the spy opened one of the windows and jumped out.

I understand, he sabotaged our essay submission, what a jerk.

Biba and Boba watched Shen leave with angry looks.
 - People come and go, spreading secrets... - Beata sniffed.
 - 😅 - Gion continued to blend in with the furniture.

- Of course, - Ayana nods. - However, there are a couple of things you should keep in mind. First, this octopus is still alive, and we've confirmed that its tentacles can reach any level. Including the lake, from which other creatures might emerge. There is a high probability that you will not be able to leave the cave alone, and I have no idea what fate will befall you then. And secondly, ideally, your testimony against the grandmaster and the entire complex here could be very helpful to the law when the case takes such a turn. We are not holding you, and you have no reason to go all the way with us, but... In my opinion, it would be better if you stayed here a little longer. Or at least for the duration of this level. Maybe you can show us the room with the hatch. What do you think? - she asks Sonata. - At the very least, we should let the others know.

I realized he sabotaged our essay submission, what a jerk.

Biba and Boba glared angrily at Shen.
“People just wander around, blabbing about other people's secrets...” Beata sniffed.
“😅” – Gion continued to blend in with the furniture.

- And who here is a captive, by the way? - Kilika asked innocently, having only vaguely remembered this part of the conversation that had unfolded around them. - And what does it mean that we could have prevented the Credeaur? 🤔

- To be honest, I didn't quite understand what you meant about Creedar, - Beata said thoughtfully, glancing suspiciously at Erephir.

- If you're planning to go further down, I definitely won't stay here. These stories usually end with the heroes, or most of them, becoming dinner for a monster, and I'd like to avoid such a fate. Besides, I don't want anyone to know that I had to spend a certain part of my life in this place; this affects both my personal reputation and the prestige of my entire clan, so I wouldn't want to give any testimony either. And in general, I want to forget all about this as soon as possible.
- I think it's risky, but as a fellow traveler, I can understand your desire to leave here as soon as possible. Hmm... Let me assign a few fighters to escort you out, and we'll share some of our supplies. We'll continue exploring this floor. Do you know which direction Risserland is?
- I know.
- Good. What do you say, Ayano, are you in agreement?

"It seems the time has come to gather together again for a question and answer session," Alaria said, looking at Erefir like a comrade, "the universe has a very interesting sense of humor."
Alaria didn't voice her guesses about the captive, out of respect for the swordsman. Although there was nothing shameful in his past, that didn't mean that talking about it came easily to him. It would be very rude to force a person to share their pain if they weren't ready to do so.