Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

Red Shard of Consciousness: ha, close people... we have adoptive parents... do you think they fled Asuguh at the beginning of the war?
Original Shard of Consciousness: most likely. Running away is part of their lives.
Red Shard of Consciousness: that's good. It would be awkward to kill them...
Shard of Consciousness 1: oh, can you experience doubts?
Red Shard of Consciousness: no, it's just that all my ideas about killing them are very, very boring.
Black Shard of Consciousness: it's better not to go to Faianant... I wouldn't want to see a scryme shard of consciousness... it will definitely interfere with our goal.
Shard of Consciousness 2: what will happen if we jump into a pool full of the sacred light of Arselia? It's designed to fight the undead!
Shard of Consciousness 1: probably, the shard of Tanna's soul will die. It won't be able to withstand pure divine power.
Shard of Consciousness 2: we need to remember this option...
Original Shard of Consciousness: in its last words, the true consciousness called Tanna its master... how humiliating!
Black Shard of Consciousness: I agree. Tanna is not a master; he is, as the ancient warriors of Anush said, a master of the Dungeon!

– Let's say we go our separate ways now. Where and when do we meet? – Kamistella asked. – And don't forget: we are at war. The enemy may be where no one expects it.

Every day, things get worse and worse... as if all the evil, all the misfortunes of the world... have converged on Asuguh. This kingdom... should not suffer so much. It seems that the secret of the king's wife will remain a secret. Because soon there will be no king, no wife, and no kingdom.

I think I missed something; there's another country to the right of us, the land of sorcerers, but it's probably even worse to explore.

– Let's say we all go home now. Where and when do we meet up? – asked Camistella. – And don't forget: we're at war. The enemy could be anywhere, even where we least expect it.

—Well, if everyone agrees with the first destination, let's meet at the notice board, and then head straight to the port? Since we're all traveling together, there's no point in stopping at intermediate points; we can discuss everything along the way to save time.

- It's good. We've finished here.

- Maybe we should go to Mufigur first? Surely there we can buy something "desert-themed". Who knows where we'll end up...

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I somehow missed that there's another land of sorcerers to the right of us, but it's probably even worse to travel through.

It'll be funny if you sail to some Margel, and pirates attack your ship, and you, running away, end up on a calcite shore...

it's actually a mundane story; in the previous game, it was an iceberg and a team revolt.

- Maybe we should go to Mufigur first? Surely, we can buy something "desert-themed" there. Who knows where we'll end up...

—..You can go to Mufigur. I managed to visit three cities in one day last week, so I think you'll have time. I'll go to the library, and then I'll head to the port. —looks at non-existent wristwatches. —Otherwise, we might be late. Bring all your savings too, for tickets and for the trip in general. —a separate glance is directed at the rich person with the mansion. —It won't be enough anyway, but at least it will help a little.


and why didn't the knight take his amulet...

– I’ll head to the capital, just like Asmidul, but I’ll stop by Faris along the way, – Ushumgallu said, naming the four-eyed creature for the first time. He did keep his word about the pentagram, and he didn’t back down in front of the black knight. Not to mention that their motley crew needs someone with a good head on their shoulders. – I also need to go to the library. And if we need extra swords and extra gems in the common fund, I could recruit a couple of people, but that’s not ideal. They’ll keep questioning our motives, and eventually, everything will come out.

Red Shard of Consciousness: how dare he! Insolence! Insolence! Cut off his hands! And his feet! And everything in between!
Prime Shard of Consciousness: sell Lady Kimchil's property? Unthinkable!
Black Shard of Consciousness: in the name of the goal, it would make sense... at an auction and for a good price. But now, we can only sell all our property on the black market for two and a half rems.
Red Shard of Consciousness: yes, at the sight of Calcite, even the few merchants that remained in Asuguh will scatter. I wish I could cut off their legs so they wouldn't run so fast...
Shard of Consciousness 1: it sounds like daylight robbery...
Prime Shard of Consciousness: let him choke! I won't sell anything!
Shard of Consciousness 3: no one deserves to acquire Lady Kimchil's property cheaply! These are all rare and valuable items!
Black Shard of Consciousness: true, but then the Calcite bandits or the Haran Sorceresses will get it for free...
Shard of Consciousness 2: they definitely will! Asuguh will fall!
Shard of Consciousness 1: enough whining! It can't get any worse... can it?... right?

– We won't have time to get a decent price for selling the mansion, – Kamistella smiled coldly. – Not to mention that, in memory of Lady Kimchil, I will not get rid of any of her property with my own hands. I should defend the mansion to the last drop of blood, but... Phantom has his own vision of where I should be.

Black Shard of Consciousness: and what bulletin board are we talking about? The capital's? I must have missed it... I was distracted... I was thinking about how good Sir Tann is...
Shard of Consciousness 1: we have only one pair of ears. If one shard misses something, we all miss it.
Red Shard of Consciousness: PHANTOM!
Shard of Consciousness 1: don't continue... okay?

Genza walks around the obelisk from all sides, touches it, examines the puzzle map, trying to grasp the external appearance of this strange device. How it works is anyone's guess. Probably, it's not very sophisticated, considering the key is with the black dog, and a piece of it is lodged in its neck.
"Well, you've gotten yourself into quite a mess... at least don't screw up with these companions," says his inner critic, but the inner optimist, quite battered for such a loud personality, objects. "Maybe this time, smarter minds will be involved, and everything will go more smoothly," - "Nothing will go smoothly; they'll throw you into Calcite solo, and you won't go anywhere," - "At least he hasn't hit me yet."

Having finished this schizophrenic dialogue (although it's a bit more sensible than Camistella's from the Guild of Wonders), he considers whether he needs to heal further and how best to update his current status in the guild in the next week without unnecessary RP complications with moving back and forth – whether to go to headquarters or look for Cami/Nemu in Sizz, to clarify current orders or request a mission to Margel, if such an opportunity exists.
Which he will subsequently do.

—..You can also go to Mufiguur. I managed to visit three cities in a day last week, so I think you'll have time. I'll owe you the library, and I'll stop by the port.

- Well, then, see you at the "board."

Erika looked at the sky, to see if there was any paper bird with a message from the guild, and together with everyone else (?) headed to the Onkaiha transport station, then to Mufiguur.

Have the ODy been updated or not?

The guys had all sorts of cool plans, but for now, it wasn't possible to implement them – by the time they descended from the highest mountain, Asuguha, and reached Onkaiha, something strange was already happening in the city.

(In Calcite): Grrr, what a stupid city, it takes half a day to get from one house to another!
*Thwack*
A stray arrow fired by Josh Lanson pierces the head of the Calcite, and he falls to the ground. Looking around, the members of the phantom knight team notice other bodies; some looked like the one just shot, while others appeared to be locals. There was moderate destruction all around, and among the people, only the Protector and his subordinates stood out.

Red shard of consciousness: finally! My time has come!

Camistella jumps up to the protector.

– Where? Where are they? – the angry shout didn't quite suit the beautiful face of the lunar elf. – Where are the Calcite spawn? I will kill them! I will burn them through and through! And when their insides begin to melt from the magical fire... they will understand that their first mistake was being born, and following the king-usurper was their last!

Shard of consciousness 1: it's good that he's attacking others...
Black shard of consciousness: for now...

🎪🏹: Kamistella is really mean.
🐱🐲: She just has a lot of sand in her… well, you know. Or it’s that time of the month.
🎪🏹: She really should wear underwear!
⛓️♿: I don’t have any ideas for other comments…

I'm starting to suspect that Revan doesn't like peaceful mountain regions.

"What the hell? Could those ogres have broken through the Dried Gates and reached Onkayh while we were standing at the obelisk? Or could they have?"

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🎪🏹: Damn, Kamistella is furious.

The quartering of her friend's personality at the sight of Asmidul turned out to be quite contagious, and even progressively multiplying.:D

– Where? Where else? – the angry shout didn't quite suit the beautiful face of the Lunar. – Where are the Calcite spawn? I will kill them! I will burn them through and through! And when their insides begin to melt from magical fire... they will understand that their first mistake was being born, and following the king-wanderer was their last!

The Protector raises an eyebrow, puzzled.
- Calm down. According to our information, the Calcite raiders took advantage of our main forces being occupied in the west and the defensive forces being overloaded on the Sushin Walls. It sounds absurd, but it's true – they got here on hot air balloons, dropping containers of flammable mixture on Faris along the way. The damage is minimal; the scoundrels' task was most likely to sow panic.