e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
Asmidul: is he dealing with a black knight?
The further Asmidul moved away from home, the weaker the sensor's reaction became. This meant that there were no traces of the knight in the university or the community of theologians.
Judging by the lack of screams behind me, Poison Jack wasn't here.
Erica: ?
- Sister Erica... - Erica was greeted by the familiar smell of dampness. - Welcome.
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.
(Закон сохранения).
actually, quite the opposite...
On the one hand, it was disappointing that another rumor didn't turn out to be true. All that remained was to hope that the only trace of the Knight in the capital was his own home. On the other hand, after testing the detector a bit, he felt a little better for the first time that day.
Glancing at the sky with one eye to not miss an unexpected sunset, and at the detector readings with the other, he heads towards ???.
- That's the one. This... how was it called... - he remembers the map of the region that he was looking at just recently. - Serri? They say it's a cool place, and not that far away.
He takes a glass in his hand, makes a light rotation to look at the reflections, but the whiskey turned out to be a little more watery than it seemed, and the liquid didn't hold its shape at all, so he had to spend a few seconds to achieve the desired result.
- Our life is strange, as the Minj say. Yesterday you were a king and a captain, today you're a client and a cook. Tomorrow... a priest and a merchant, for example. I met a real pirate the other day, can you imagine. But he caught something, and now he's sick of the sea - that's life, too. You should see his face - half-dead, as if the undead have already summoned him into their ranks. I imagine him now, by some fantastic coincidence, walking into your door, and I wonder if he would like this drink?
Finally, having finished eating, Genza closes his eyes for a few moments, his hand squeezing the glass a little tighter.
- To those who are no longer with us, - a mouthful of brownish, but with light golden hues, whiskey flows down his throat. It hits the taste buds and the nose with sharpness, but not too strongly. He would like to fully appreciate the bouquet, but he's not a sommelier, and he could only say that he feels some kind of subtle hint of sweetness and, perhaps, freshness in this alcoholic water.
He starts eating ramen.
-- Well, alright, luck in love, as they say. Or maybe somewhere else, I'll be going.To the "Big Fortune," for example.
Erica looked in the direction from which the voice came, wanting to see its source...
The main feature of this store was that the final price for the goods was determined at the time of purchase.
And he gets there without any problems.
- Yo! - Tall man waves friendly to the visitor. - Welcome to our temporary Haven.
The sensor behaved as usual, glowing less the further Asmidul moved away from home. Apparently, there were no more necessary spots within the capital.
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Alamush listened intently to Genz, occasionally pouring him more whiskey; sometimes he nodded in agreement, sometimes he just hummed along, and at the end of the guest's reasoning, he placed a hand on his shoulder understandingly.
- Conversations are like a game of ball, - suddenly commented the awakened drunkard settled nearby, - but sometimes it's better not to throw it back, otherwise you might get hit in the face hehe.
- Yea, wisdom can't be drunk away, as they say. - The giant replied to him. - That'll be 300 rem for everything.
- ***! Why so much?
- Ask the depths of your stomach.
- Sadness. I wish I hadn't woken up.
- You mean, 300? You want to leave me with absolutely nothing so that I never come back to you?!! WHO THE HELL IS THIS THAT POPPED UP HERE WHILE I WAS GONE? - still not understanding the situation, Genza placed his hand on the bloodstained blade and looked at the "representatives." - Don't force me, brother... I... I can't be responsible for my actions.
"You could wrap your hand around her neck with one hand" - a sudden thought flashed through his mind.
-- Well, let's get some random armor in honor of Shiris.