Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

- Just a moment.
The girl spends about half an hour searching but returns empty-handed.
- I can't seem to find them.

"What kind of librarians are they these days..."

- Zinch and Dzird then...

Asmidul entered, while the guard remained outside the door. The woman herself stared at the guest with a puzzled expression.

The young man seemed a little flustered by the woman's gaze. Under normal circumstances, this meeting wouldn't have been necessary, in either a good or bad sense. But there was nothing to be done; he realized that there was significantly less time to solve the curse than he had optimistically assumed.
—Praise Anuzish, are you alright? I hope you remember yesterday evening? —the scholar clarified quietly, just in case.

"What kind of librarians are there these days..."

- Zinch and Djird back then...

After another half hour, the librarian returns with books about Zinch and Djird. - Here. Happy reading.

- Yeah, there's a 50% chance – I might win, or I might lose, haha. - As a final word before leaving, he turned to Ushumgall. - Brother, it's such a pity that there aren't any awesome priestesses like that in the Temple of Nanaya; it's a real oversight, you wouldn't believe it. Well, good luck, I'm off to mentally prepare for another outburst.
On this note, the guest leaves the temple.

-- I understand you, brother, but you shouldn't completely write off the Nanaya priestesses; there are some really good ones there, -- Ushumgall felt bad for Sparta and decided to defend her. I wonder if Kir would approve? -- As for the cards of fate – it's quite possible, but first, I'll pay my respects to the goddess.

The young man seemed slightly flustered by the woman's gaze. Under normal circumstances, this meeting wouldn't have been necessary, in either a good or bad sense. But there was nothing to be done; there turned out to be significantly less time to solve the curse than he had optimistically assumed.
—Praise to Anuzish, are you alright? I hope you remember yesterday evening? —the scholar clarified quietly, just in case.

- Yes, of course, Asmidul, I remember everything. But tell me, are you alright? Because today has been a chaotic morning. Members of the Hand came and started asking me all sorts of questions. I told them to take a test so I could determine whether I could share the information I have with them, but they told me to stop talking nonsense and that a serious incident had occurred. Apparently, someone strangled our receptionist. It's very sad; I sometimes saw her in the lobby. She was a very decent woman. There should be more people like her in the world, and then there would definitely be less suffering and more warmth and love all around. It's a pity that this happened. I was even a little confused, but in the end, my answers to the "questioners" didn't satisfy them. They said that, based on the timing, the testimony of other witnesses, and the lack of an alibi, I was the most suspicious. And, as they said, my unwillingness to answer the questions only strengthened these suspicions. Plus, I'm a foreigner. Although there's a good attitude towards us in Asuguh, they still treat us a little more strictly than the locals. That's why I'm here now. But you know, I can't bring myself to complain, even though all of this is completely unfair. At least it's relatively comfortable here. Back home, they would have already locked me in a steel cage, and I would have been lucky if it were in a ventilated room. And I'm glad that you're alright, even though you look a little gloomier than yesterday, but I guess that's not surprising, considering what happened.

After spending another half hour, the librarian returns with books about Zeen and Dzirde. - Here you go. Happy reading.

"Well, at least she found these, that's good...", thought Erika, starting to read.

"Sorry, honey, it was me who strangled the receptionist. Didn't want to involve you, my bad, I just couldn't resist. Such a delicate neck, you know... I'll free you, just let me strangle the guard first, wait a minute!"

Giladrion Esiam Iricius skips his turn because he doesn't see Genza.

Does Inferno affect an "invisible" unit if it's within the spell's area of effect? Can this spell be cast on an "empty space" to burn "invisible" units?

- Sharing my thoughts is something I can do. My name is Lirijon, and I believe that all of this is just a normal part of life. Just as large fish feed on plankton, beetles on leaves, birds on beetles, and humans on animals, there's nothing unusual about what's happening. Our main goal is to prove that humans are superior to the undead, and that's all. Therefore, we need to stay strong and show what we're made of... Not in the sense of showing our internal organs, of course, but our inner strength.

- Yes, I understand, especially since they've probably already had a good look at their own insides, as they are undead, - replied Ferrus, writing down what was said. - That's all, thank you for your help.
After saying goodbye, the journalist continued on his way.

heading to Mazzard

She was a very worthy woman; if there were more like her in the world, there would undoubtedly be less suffering and more warmth and love all around.

I'm afraid to imagine how many points Zaviroshka would have scored on this test...

Hearing the familiar verbal outburst, Asmidul would probably have laughed with relief if the situation hadn't been so dire. "I'm fine, thank you. The guards also came to see me this morning. So, the guards didn't bother to take the trust test?"

Ferrous arrives in Mazarad

20% discount on your next purchase for those who submit their details
Name:
Gender: 
Lineage (origin): 
Height: 
Guild affiliation:
Beliefs:
Marital status:
Offspring: 
Hobbies: 

Asugukh diary
+1 to a random attribute for every 30 entries about each character, location, and day (skipped days and days without events do not count). 
Number of entries: 0.
10 rem. 

Premium Asugukh diary

+1 to a random attribute for every 25 entries about each character, location, and day (skipped days and days without events do not count). 
Number of entries: 0.
125 rem. 

Premium Asugukh diary

+1 to a random attribute for every 35 entries about each character, location, city, country, belief, and day (skipped days and days without events do not count). Does not combine with the Tung notebook. 
Number of entries: 0.
125 rem. 

Premium Asugukh diary

+1 to a chosen attribute for every 45 entries about each character, location, and day (skipped days and days without events do not count). 
Number of entries: 0.
125 rem.

Rushing through the wilderness in such attire was, of course, not particularly comfortable and quite chilly, but now it was a pleasant coolness – clearing his head and leaving no room for unnecessary introspection.
Genza had always considered himself a very level-headed person, and therefore, everything that happened in Onkaihe happened against his will – he was now absolutely certain of this. The question is – how, and why in these circumstances. Despite spending almost a year outside his hometown, learning about countless new things, and making a lot of new acquaintances, he hadn't heard of anything like this. Until yesterday, the strangest and most inexplicable thing he had encountered was the black dog in Ninamiate. Could these events be related? Maybe he wants to destroy everything that is dear to his heart. In that case, Girra and Tira might have encountered something similar as well. His brother would definitely have told him about it, but maybe he is safe, because his heart, head, and other parts are occupied by an entity that is unattainable even for this ghost. It's a pity he's already left; they didn't even have a chance to talk. They hadn't seen each other for almost a year, and that's a dead end too.
He remembered the stuffy old woman at the university and how she flatly refused to give him the photo she had taken of him for some unknown reason. Could she have cursed him through the photo? All the trouble started right on that day; Genza had heard somewhere before that cameras steal souls. Maybe all this fuss about supposedly knowing about the knight – about whom she didn't say anything – is just a cover for vile deeds. But if she knew about him from the beginning, doesn't that mean he really exists, and he wasn't just a hallucination? Maybe he figured out that they were going to attack him and decided to make his move first. Why not face to face? It wouldn't be difficult for him to one-shot someone. Maybe he can't inflict direct physical harm, but instead prefers to crush the soul and deprive a person of the will to resist.

There were far more questions than answers, and nothing but a chain of guesses came to mind, which made his head want to split, but fortunately, the cold wind solved this problem.
Arriving in the city, Genza jumps off his horse, pats its neck, and hands it over. Inhaling the familiar scents of money, petty crime, and high hopes; seeing the familiar streets, which are not quite perfectly clean, with extremely diverse-looking houses on either side, he experiences a warm feeling of returning home.
It would be nice to eat, and he was thinking of going to the ogre eatery as usual, but he was sure that he would start asking all sorts of things about becoming King Sizok, about his personal life, and so on, and it would be a little difficult to answer all of that right now.
Therefore, Genza heads to "The Smile".

-- I understand you, brother, but you shouldn't completely dismiss the Na'nai, there are some truly good ones among them, -- Ushumgall felt bad for Sparta and decided to stand up for it. I wonder if Kir would approve? -- As for the cards of fate, it's quite possible, but first, I will pay homage to the goddess.

- In that case, you're with me.
Phira (fair-haired) took Ushumgall by the arm, taking him away from Zenobia (red-haired), and led him into the room where the statue of Shiris, once brought from Calcite, was located.
- We don't have any special ritual ceremonies, just be sincere.

Added 36 seconds ago

Does Inferno affect "invisible" units if they enter its area of effect? Can this spell be cast on an "empty space" to roast "invisible" units?

Yes.

Added 36 seconds ago
1 -
2 - Heroist
3 -
4 - Loken
5 - Astral
6 - Alex

Added 3 minutes ago

Hearing the familiar verbal outburst, Asmidul would probably have laughed with relief if the situation weren't so dire.
—I'm fine, thank you. The guards also came to see me this morning. So, the guards didn't bother to take the trust test?

- Yes, they called it nonsense, but it would have taken them only a few minutes, while it would have revealed a lot about them to me, and perhaps we could have reached some understanding regarding what happened, and in general. But since they are of a higher status in these circumstances, they probably decided that my needs don't deserve their attention. This, of course, once again sadly demonstrates that humanity will not reach understanding anytime soon, but that's life, nothing can be done about it. I don't know what will happen to me next, but in any case, they won't keep me locked up forever. I heard that even the most dangerous criminals are simply sent out through the southern gate, so not everything is so bad. Maybe I can survive there. You might not think so, but I'm actually a pretty good fighter, hand-to-hand, at least stronger than the average person not trained in martial arts. If you want, we can even spar right now, maybe it will even help you to gather your thoughts. I just hope the guards don't think anything of it.

—.............I think it’s better not to. —the young man paled. —Uh, considering what happened, someone else might get hurt, and then we’ll have to explain it to the guards... But I like your attitude. So, I suggest this: we talk about our “issue” from yesterday, and you be ready for me to attack you out of nowhere at any moment, and if something happens, you’ll be able to defend yourself. This is a very useful exercise for both attentiveness and reaction, because you can expect betrayal even from friends.