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- A man is never too old to marry, - Cassius will reply. - As for the lands... the regent's offer will help me with that. And will you and your men participate in the campaign?
-- Oh, so you've decided to participate in this adventure? Commendable courage... I, of course, won't. All members of the two councils and most officials will remain here for now. It's better not to destabilize the situation in the country any further. It would be good to keep this whole thing secret, but that's impossible...
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
To strike down the most observant one first... sounds like a plan.
- No problem, - Ottar nods and prepares a decoction according to his grandmother's recipe. At the same time, he checks what herbs are in it... - By the way, I have one medicine... it's for my illness, which I've had since birth, but sometimes it helps others too... try it! Maybe it will make you feel better. And if it doesn't, it won't make you feel worse, I guarantee it. And here's another thing... you say first or second... but who else was among the first victims of the plague?
The Bloodsucker gives the hunter one sample of the medicine. And finishes preparing the decoction.
The decoction contains standard general tonic herbs: chamomile, St. John's wort, and marigold. Nothing that could really affect the course of the disease, but maybe it will make the hunter feel a little better, at least for a while. -- Only death is worse, and even that is unlikely, although you can try to poison me. The second was Jacques, I think. An orphan, about eighteen years old, an apprentice to our carpenter.
Added 1 minute ago Zlobny Yashur
- No-no-no, - Voldemar waved his hand with a smirk. - I don't "know" anyone there and don't want to "know". You can go there yourself if you want. - However, I doubt that anyone is being "lured" from there. Unless our "clients" are not only commoners...
-- I'll go if I can't find anyone in the tavern, since you're so squeamish. But is it that expensive? Are you raiding the budget again?
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
-- Oh, so you've decided to participate in this adventure? Commendable courage... I, of course, will not. All members of the two councils and most officials will remain here for now. It's better not to destabilize the situation in the country any further. It would be good to keep this whole thing a secret, but that's impossible...
- Long ago, such adventures allowed our ancestors to acquire lands and titles. We can repeat that! But I understand your doubts. After all, someone must stay behind and protect Arran from potential dangers.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
Well, now a healer's apprentice has arrived, what irony!
– I see... Well, all the best to you. I hope it helps, – Ottar resigned himself. – What a strange infection you have... does it really leave no trace...
The Bloodsucker leaves the hunter. Apparently, he has no idea where he caught the disease... no one does, because it is not contagious in itself... there is only the carpenter left. It is unlikely that his understanding of the situation is better than that of the others, but there is nothing to lose.
- Long ago, such adventures were what allowed our ancestors to gain lands and titles. We can do it again! But I understand your doubts. After all, someone has to stay and protect Arann from potential dangers.
-- Good luck, Baron, for nothing else will ensure your success.
Added 8 minutes later AstralLein
Now, a healer's apprentice has arrived, what irony!
- I see... Well, all the best to you. I hope it helps," Ottar resignedly said. "What a strange infection you have... does it really leave no trace...
The Bloodsucker leaves the hunter. Apparently, he has no idea where he caught the disease... no one does, because it is not contagious in itself... only the carpenter remains. It is unlikely that his understanding of the situation is better than that of the others, but there is nothing to lose anyway.
The carpenter, a sturdy-looking man in his forties, bearded and unkempt, sits in front of the fireplace, wrapped in a blanket, and carves spoons out of wood. His home-workshop is the only one in the village that does not give the impression of hopeless poverty, but now there is desolation here. -- You came at an unfavorable time, friend," he grumbles instead of greeting.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
And this one is doing quite well. He lived... until he got sick.
“And hello to you too, friend,” Ottar greeted him. “I’ve heard about your trouble and decided to learn more about it... some might say, ‘less you know, the better you sleep,’ but I don’t think so. They say your apprentice became the first or second victim of the illness... how did it happen?”
Now that this is the last one... it would be best to talk to him as productively as possible.
Граф Орлов
Arandor
