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—Camistella, I wouldn't dare ask for your help in this investigation, but it would be very useful to us.
Look for the NPC, the one who hasn't been "visited by a Knight." He's the one who should "talk to the victims." And keep the amulet with you... We'll have to somehow "get Linsh out" of there...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
- When I learned about Eir, I left my wife and children because she stole my heart, and there was no room left for my old wife, nor for our children, because I fell in love with Eir. I wanted us to love each other as much as Reynold and Ilva loved each other, but so far, it's only like Imelda loved Anselm. I wanted to be as strong as Veserod, so that my core would be like his. I wanted my character to be as steely as Calentia's, and my smile as bright as Gulveig and Alessia's. In Anders, I saw a kindred spirit, and in Roehea, a worthy rival. Eleven names, but only ten on both hands – I don't understand how that happened, but if you are determined to know the true truth, and if you have a PC, I can help you see it, and if you are not ready to see it yet, you can come here any other day so that I can help you see it.
"He fell in love with a grandma from a book, I repeat: A GRANDMA FROM A BOOK. Maybe he's doing the same thing with her that Illiman did with his shield." "But now we definitely know that he's crazy. But for new ways to kill people – isn't it worth putting up with a crazy person and spending some PC points?" -- Another day sounds good. I have a lot to do. We'll meet again. Ushumgallu goes to deal with the arena, leaving the two of them alone.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
"He fell in love with a grandmother from a book, I repeat: A GRANDMOTHER FROM A BOOK. Maybe he's doing the same thing with her that Illiman does with his shield." "But now we definitely know he's crazy. But for new ways to kill people – isn't it worth putting up with a crazy person and spending some OS?" -- Another day – sounds good. I have a lot to do. We'll meet again. Ushumgallu goes to deal with the arena, leaving the two of them alone.
- Grandma... Bababalder... - Ushumgallu heard as he walked away. Besides everything else, the Stronghold also had a bar where spectators and future fighters "prepared" for duels. It was located on the way to the registration area (it was one large room), so it was impossible to avoid. Among the many people, a young man who traveled with Ushumgallu on the train stood out.
-- Damn, to the left... -- Ushumgallu keeps his hand on his wallet just in case: who knows what kind of people are gathered here. The blond is sitting behind the counter, so if the calcitite wants a beer, he won't be able to avoid this handsome guy. The son of Kingalud squeezes his way to the counter and addresses the bartender. -- Hey. How much is the beer? Initiating a conversation with a recent travel companion would be disrespectful. For now, he needs to act tough, pretend to be a cool guy who just wants beer and a fight – and the beer is already ordered.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
- 10 repairs - This guy wasn't particularly attractive, just like the woman the "handsome" guy was flirting with. He was an older, gloomy-looking man. - If you don't like it, go to another town; maybe you'll find it cheaper there.
Using metadata after waiting for approximately the amount of time it might take for the remaining chick to scout the location and approach the agreed-upon spot, Genza got tired of sitting and impatiently tapped his fingers on his knee. - Where is he? The agreement was simple, - he jumps up. - Okay, let's go to the Dungeon. He probably didn't drink water from a puddle or eat something off the ground; he'll catch up, he's not a baby.
-- Come on, you're kidding me. You can scam tourists from Asugoha, but not me. If it weren't for the tournament, you'd be selling one or two at a time.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Zumi silently follows Genza, and soon they observe the same scene that Ushumgall saw earlier, with the difference that now he is standing nearby and asking the bartender about the beer.
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-- You're just trying to fool me. You can deceive tourists from Asuguh, but not me. If it weren't for the Tournaments, you would be selling one or two at a time.
- I love Tournaments. - He put his hands on his hips. - Now it will be 15 rem.
Filtering out the most disgusting of the calcitic curses he knew, he cheerfully walks over to the other side and leans against the counter, fixing his gaze on Zenkus: - Hoo! Who do I have here? Not quite the face I expected to see. What brings you here? - if his gaze could kill, his colleague's head would now be trampled underfoot like an overripe watermelon.
- It's more comfortable in the car, - the man replied. - "It's more comfortable in the car," the man thought.
rob and kill, yeah... - I have no doubt, but it's more convenient for me here, and besides, I'm in a hurry and don't want to waste extra time, - Ferrus found the offer strange. - Are you making a living as a taxi driver or something else? Not everyone can afford a car. can I use the ability again? if yes, I'll use it. if not, let him just answer... then I'll leave.
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