Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

"I told him about Foma's concert, and he told me about Jeremiah's Sky..."

- Yes, Sky is a bit... peculiar. But it's still not nice to speak so badly about the only one of his kind in this world...
- Besides, you didn't even say "bye, Sky, see you later"...

A journalist arrives at the adventurers' guild, where the head of the local branch, Gonhu, is still training someone in a rather unusual martial art.

Taking advantage of his mount, before returning the horse to the Ushumgallu station, he made a couple more rounds around Ninamiat, taking a closer look at the city. As if a great escape wasn't planned yet... although, he might have simply arrived earlier than the royal messengers. They probably stayed for the concert.
First, the Calcite native heads to the administration building – after such a journey, a couple of hours of rest wouldn't hurt.

For some time, Genza looks at his own reflection on the material of the blank.
- In the darkest moments, the sight of its steel will remind me of the things I have lost, but also of those that I still want to preserve. It will drink the blood of those who thirst for my death, and of those to whom it is destined, and pierce the callous obsidian heart of the invulnerable phantom, from whose advance the earth trembles. What will happen next, I cannot predict. I will leave that to the gods.

Asmidul watches his departing comrade with a slightly bewildered look. - See you...
If this hadn't happened before, he would have thought that there was definitely some mystery behind it.

- Hmm, brain worms? If a more formal tone suits you better, I can also adhere to it. In Asuguh, after getting acquainted, and if there are no particular differences in age and social status, people usually switch to "you."

- I'm older, so he should have done it first. You don't understand a man's heart, Erika.

- Good day, - greeted the journalist. - My name is Ferrus, and I am conducting a survey of residents on behalf of the guild of quill and ink. Could you help me and share your thoughts regarding the upcoming war? The opinion of the guild leader will be especially valuable for my work.

- Yes, that would be better, because at least today, I was left with a very bad impression of that "button-masher," and in comparison, you seem like a much better person to me.

-- Bah, you're all like rats in a barrel, show some dignity! -- straightening his shoulders in a modest attempt to imitate Akkad Babburu, Ushumgallu pushes his way through the crowd towards the administration building. If possible, he will address someone insignificant among the employees/soldiers; if not, he will address the Protector. -- What a day, huh? It's like escaping a sinking ship, only no one is even planning to sink yet. I was actually going to ask for a place to stay, but maybe my help is needed here instead?

"Brother." What a pity he wasn't here the day before - he would have definitely shared the usual vibe.
Bowing to the one and only master, he goes outside and takes a cigarette. The familiar smoke is unusually tasteless - it doesn't give him a buzz, nor even a bitter taste in his mouth. Not even finishing half of it, he puts it out - he might as well quit for good.
In an attempt to kill some time, he goes to the adventurers' guild.

"Just for one day?", thought Erika, slightly smirking.
"Well, if one day is such a long time for you, mushrooms, then haven't you turned into a decrepit old man in 10 months?" she continued her thoughts, examining Jack for wrinkles and other signs of aging...

- You might be right. But you're more intelligent, right? So don't pay attention...

- Well, thank you, then I'll try not to tarnish the reputation of the "scammers," I guess?...

After a moment of silence, trying to think of how to change the subject, he finally points to the ominous pendant: - Interesting thing. Is this from your homeland?

- With pleasure. If these idiots continue to riot and I have to use clubs, you can call me.
Ushumgallu falls asleep, hoping to wake up in three or four hours and go to the academy.

- No. Just to look.

- I am always right. It's strange that you haven't realized this yet.

- No, no, there are no such terrible accessories in Might and Magic, I just happened to come across it during one incident. You know, I could tell you about it, but I'm not sure if I can trust you yet. Can I take your picture first?