Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

I'll spit at his feet and walk away
- Good afternoon. Would you like to participate in a survey? We need you to share your thoughts on the situation with the undead and the war, and also tell us your name.

- WHERE IS MY STOP WORD?.. I mean... I'm against serving some obscure warlocks, and even more against becoming undead. Being under the thumb of some powerful compatriot is one thing, but obeying aliens... that's a no-no. By the way, do you happen to know any women who need an obedient slave? I'm willing to offer my candidacy, but only if she's beautiful and will whip me.

- Um... mm... No? - Ferrus replied questioningly, trying to remember all the girls he knew. - But if any appear, I'll let you know. What's your name?

- Luccab. Yes, I know my name isn't Lunarian; they gave me that name in Calcite, and now I have to live with it. Not everyone is so lucky.

- That's his unusual way of making money off of suckers.

- No, it can't be, - he dismissed the thought that this honest man could have rigged the fight for profit.

When the third match began, Tilo Bocchi got lost in watching the clouds and ceded the initiative to Erika, and when she cast Inferno, he rushed into it himself, thus losing.
- HEY! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?? I BET MONEY ON YOU, YOU BASTARD!!!
- You bet? - One of the city guards looked suspiciously at the indignant man.
- Uh... I... Nothing... Ha-ha... Just something came to mind... It happens.

- Hmm... - The artist pondered deeply, analyzing the complex question. - Unlike spells, curses are inherently less universal in nature, and their properties, conditions, and purposes depend on the individual circumstances and intentions of the one who uses them, making it very difficult to categorize or compile them into a separate encyclopedia. For these reasons, I doubt I can offer anything truly helpful, but part of what was said, specifically about the curse that "kills after some time," reminds me of Tanne Monargoth, whom I told you about before. It may sound strange, but he had the ability to kill by placing a fragment of his own soul into the living beings who fell by his hand, and at the moment he recalled it, he could decide whether the murder he had committed was real or merely an illusion. I believe that the existence of a part of his soul within a person could very well influence their emotional state and behavior in general, or perhaps lead to other, even more unpredictable, consequences.

- Come on, it's a perfectly normal name. I had a friend when I was a kid, his name was Ebon, and recently I even met a guy named Asmudil. So don't worry about your name, - Ferus tried to reassure his new acquaintance. - Okay, thanks for the help. Good luck with your search.

heading to the station

- He has such an unusual fighting style. I don't really understand the point, unless... No, it can't be, - he dismissed the thought that this honest man might have rigged the fight for profit. - She really beat him up, it will be interesting to see the next fight.

- Killing the truth means... It would take a lifetime to analyze such unique symptoms, even for a simple scientist or investigator. - Asmidul barely managed to keep his voice calm. - But just as day turns into night, and the sun into the moon, even such a curse must have a countermeasure or limitation, don't you think? Perhaps there is a way to cleanse oneself of the fragment? Or maybe with each new victim, Sir Tann becomes weaker?

- Unfortunately, I can't help you with that. Counteracting curses is an even more complex science than the curses themselves.

Next, Zibabu and Gonor were invited to the arena.

Having savored the rare instance of emotion on the green-skinned face and patted the ellipsis enthusiast on the shoulder, Zibaba finished the cigarette he was smoking and hopped over the fence onto the sand.
If he could easily understand someone's build at will, for example, with some kind of magic monocle or super-amulet, he might have been slightly concerned to see what was before him, but since he didn't have such gadgets, he simply smiled radiantly at his opponent:
- Well, for a fair fight that will please the hearts of all present!

—I understand. If I had the appropriate magical and other skills, this could probably become a lifelong pursuit. It sounds like something extremely useful for society. Hmm... Do you happen to know of anyone else in Asuga that I could approach with similar questions about curses and how to remove them?