Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks
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“Looks like I’ve failed again…”
The guy’s mind is filled with gloomy thoughts once more; he has a cursed detector in his active slot, a diary in his hands (he’ll fill it in retroactively closer to the weekend), and a stagecoach to Faris is waiting for him.
- You're not just a ninja, but also my battle brother. You know, my first mission failed for some unclear reason. It would be embarrassing to return empty-handed after all the hardships we've been through, wouldn't it? Akimitsu would laugh at us, jingling with a bunch of artifacts looted from the Storm, and Zumi would blame herself for not being able to contribute. Do you want that? I don't. Consider this our baptism of fire, - he rubbed his chin. - It's not certain, but it's possible that these five knights are all that's left of her forces. We must avoid them at all costs. I assume that if the object was moved, it was definitely taken into the house. And perhaps, in the current situation, the absence of smoke will work in our favor - at least we'll understand what's happening, - he glances at Kami. - Perhaps the fact that he wasn't killed means something. Nevertheless - as always, quickly, clearly, and quietly. Are you ready?
Initiative
[MAX] Genza 263/263
[50] Golden Knight 1 ???/???
[50] Golden Knight 2 ???/???
[50] Golden Knight 3 ???/???
[50] Golden Knight 4 ???/???
[22] Hisoka 300/300
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Putting aside the notes, he focuses on the detector - will the light intensify with each mile closer, or will it weaken?
Just in case, Sunaro slipped a note into Kami's hand: "Don't worry, we'll be back soon," and, after changing both pairs of boots from desert boots back to combat boots, he crept alongside Hisoka, hoping to resolve the matter quickly...
- Damn it... Guys! I understand you, but it's better if you leave. Think about your wives, mothers, and daughters, - his hand rests on the katana's hilt in the final moments before the battle, ready to draw it at the first neural impulse. - I won't lower my weapon.
- Damn it... Guys! I understand you, but it's better if you leave. Think about your wives, mothers, and daughters, - a hand rests on the katana's hilt in the final moments before the battle begins. - I won't lower my weapon.
assassination
Then, after putting the jacket in the inventory, and standing to the left of the southwestern unit, attack with a melee attack. It seems like the range is sufficient...
After a while, the lunar elf bids farewell to the bodyguard and goes to sleep, remembering to take a ride on her horse.
The further the carriage moved towards Faris, the dimmer the light became.
Makes a quick Intelligence check to assess the surrounding area/settlements/landmarks/wild monsters, and estimates how long it would take to walk back to Onkaih if he were to disembark now.