Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

Erica surveys the ships, looking at whether they are made of wood or metal, whether they are sailing ships or something else, whether they have any propellers, whether she can attach herself to the hull, and so on...

The construction of warships was dominated by iron, and with her aquatic abilities, Erica could easily attach herself to the hull.

After wandering around the civilian zone, she comes across one of the groups of people sighing.
-...I see, is there a complete Anlak with the ships here? - she asks understandingly.

- Well, yes. They say that as long as they don't take control of the strait, they will continue to stand here.

"Well, quite a situation we've got here," he shook his head. "Does anyone know of a daring captain who, for a handsome reward, would risk maneuvering his vessel under heavy naval fire from both sides? I once read a story based on real events about how a group of adventurers managed to avoid encirclement in that manner using an ordinary bus."

Iron was the predominant material in the construction of warships, and with her aquatic abilities, Erika could easily attach herself to the hull.

"Heh... Theoretically, I could 'hop' onto warships and end up somewhere. But I doubt I'll be able to complete even one 'order from Sir Tanna'."
- So, the first option, it seems, is out. - he says to Asmidul.
- "Question marks" don't work, the library doesn't either. I assume the other trading posts are the same.
- We could go to Ninamiat and see how things are in the port, transport seems to be running there. But there's probably no point. Firstly, it's not safe there right now, and secondly, it's the same bay...
- We just need to find out what the others are up to...

and with her water-based abilities, Erika could easily attach herself to the bottom of a ship.

Repurposing from a sorceress into a barnacle.

—Well, we've got ourselves a situation. —he shook his head. —Does anyone know a daring captain who, for a good reward, would risk navigating his ship through a storm of naval fire from both sides? I once read a true story about how a group of adventurers managed to escape encirclement in an ordinary bus.

Unfortunately, among the panicking crowd, few had such acquaintances.
- It's better to ask those who are familiar with the shady side of the region, - Random replied.

—The gray side, it's almost like the gray voices: most of the time it doesn't promise anything good, but once a century it pulls you out of the most desperate situation. I'll keep that in mind, thanks.
Nods to Erika, who has arrived:
—I think the same goes for Ninam, only worse. Yes, let's go.

They walk towards the meeting point.

- And what is it about? What is this "gray side" he's talking about? - Erika Asmidula asks as they walk.

Upon arriving at the meeting point, Asmidul learns about Camistella's desire to travel to Enlil. They still need to search for and find a solution to the problem, and for her, it's not just a trip, but a beneficial endeavor.

Why is it described so modestly? Because Camistella's gray essence is occupied, and she will elaborate later...

- The situation in the north can still be described as "stable," - Genza privately shares information "on the fly" somewhere during the crossing. - The cannibals sniffed out the tunnel, so it had to be destroyed. I can't say for sure, but they should have suffered significant losses, - he puts a new cigarette in his mouth. - I'll have to leave for Sugar for a while to help with the military effort. I don't expect a quick resolution of the disagreements at the global level, but if we manage to hold out, it might open a path for us, if not directly to Barsina right now, then at least to one of the ports, from where we can continue our operations. An unpleasant feeling overcomes me, gentlemen, as if we are all just pawns here. Or checkers?... But I keep in mind that such a piece can become a queen if it acts correctly.

“I’m glad we’re still holding on. On our side, the only good news is the destruction of one of the Necropolis lords. But you probably already know that,” Asmidul says gloomily, relaying his information. “There are prolonged battles in the bay, so it’s unclear when the official route will open. There’s an option to send a network through… how did they put it… he rubs his nose, answering Erika’s question, “through the ‘gray side,’ but I don’t have those connections.” The Elder receives a separate look for an unknown reason.

“So, apart from splitting up again and scouting the possibilities individually, I don’t see any other options. In fact, things have already come to that. Ninamiat, Sugar, Enlil, the main thing is not to lose your heads prematurely, because there will be no one to sew them back on. And this brings us back to the question of headquarters. As I understand it, Kamistella’s cottage will serve as our temporary headquarters, and in case of problems with the first one, my apartment in the capital will be available.” He hands out a set of keys to everyone. “This is so we don’t have to break down the doors. As for communication with each other, which we don’t have… apart from sending messages to the villa’s address in a form encrypted for outsiders, I haven’t come up with anything else. That’s about it.”

- And what options are left... - sighed Erika - either wait, or it's just a wasteland... Oh, and there's also that... how do you call it... the unknown "gray side"...

sends a bunch of keys to everyone

- Is the address for the keys included?

Suffocating Street, 34a

“One of my acquaintances told me that life is an interesting thing, and you never know… Actually, I forgot and butchered that quote, but in general, let’s just relax and observe. As Onkaih showed, unexpected events can happen at every turn; the main thing is to keep your eyes, ears, and nostrils wide open…” Sizki, Fruit Street, building 3, apartment 14.

- What kind of people, - Scar approaches the suspicious crowd, a figure familiar to some of them, - ugh, you can't even relax in the capital anymore.

Kamistella assesses the attractiveness rating of Scar.