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#226
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On the board is the festival schedule:

Are we late for Bread Day?

- Ha, look, we're right on time, - Sandar chuckled happily. - Free treats and a chance to stretch our legs.
- What day is it today? - the artist asked tiredly, doubting his companion's conclusions.
- We'll find out soon.
The battle mage asks a random passerby what day it is and when the festival started.

Guys, does the bathhouse offer anything besides burns, increased blood pressure, and random sexual encounters?


Be strong. Believe
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#227
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As it turns out, today is March 2nd, and it’s the second day of the festival.

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Nods in response and follows after two portions of "the best beer," while simultaneously remembering how much the beer costs in the tavern...
-- One copper for a mug of light beer, two for a mug of dark beer. But three mugs of dark beer will only cost five, -- the bartender reminds him.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#228
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Arandor

a random sexual encounter?

Is that not enough? I feel like she did something, but I don't remember.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#229
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you'll have to drink on an empty stomach...

and where are the guys fighting? and what are they fighting for? just for fun?

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As it turns out, today is March 2nd, and it's the second day of the festival.
- I was right, - Sandar concluded. - So I suggest we go straight to the tavern and rest a bit.
The sorcerer didn't have the strength to argue and obediently followed the blond.

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Is that enough?
I've already seen how Ottar got his contact, so I would refrain from doing that.

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#230
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But where are the guys fighting, and what are they fighting for? Just for fun?
In the center, at the arena; for now, it's just for fun.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#231
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Ottar probably could have stabbed the creature with a small knife, but... that would be all. Whether such a powerful blow would be fatal was questionable. It's unlikely that the master gave her a poison with an immediate effect!

“She lives alone, her house is arranged like any other healer’s,” Ottar began to recall. “She has all sorts of herbs there, and she often mentions the earth in her speech. She is definitely not young. She prepares a decoction for the villagers, which cannot be called a medicine, but it is better than nothing. She says that no one in the village can explain where or how they contracted the disease. This is close to the truth... One of the carpenter's apprentices said something meaningful. The others mostly advised to run away...”

It all seems suspicious... But what if...? However, with Gas, they will get to the bottom of it. The master has seen a lot in his life. He is much more experienced than Ottar. And smarter.

By the way, the poison he used to give didn't cause paralysis. But I don't remember what it did.
Карты для героев 5

"Плата за любовь"
"Путь некроманта"
"Темные грани"
"Рок Гримхейма"
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#232
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Count Orlov
-- One copper for a light ale, two for a dark ale. But three dark ales will only cost five, -- the bartender reminds him.
- Three dark ales, - Voldemar pays 5 coppers, takes the beer, and goes to the table where Arno and his "new acquaintance" are sitting.

Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.

(Закон сохранения).

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#233
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Forgot to fix Voldemort’s inventory; it seems to be working correctly now.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#234
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Count Orlov
Forgot to fix Voldemar's inventory, now it should be correct.
And I already forgot what and to whom the brothers in faith bought. :D It would also be good to fix the links to the craftsmen. And add more items to the alchemist's assortment...

Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.

(Закон сохранения).

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#235
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A complex hydro-alcoholic solution based on the fermentation of grape must, devoid of the neocortex of the brain… which is somewhat strange, because some members of the human race, in whose heads this part of the cortex is supposed to be responsible for higher cognitive functions, sometimes seem stupider than those very birds. And why then is only “bird brain” an insult for the weak-minded?... Add to this a concoction with other herbs, and we get “Gnosis” – the most mysterious potion in the modest arsenal of Zurich Silkweb. Even she, being its author, did not fully understand the principle of its operation, but this was not so strange as it might seem to the average person at first glance, because science sometimes works this way – by throwing various ingredients into a cauldron, sometimes accidentally found at hand or knocked off a shelf by an careless movement of a domestic cat or spider, in the hope that something useful or interesting will turn out. The effect of this potion on everyone was different, and understanding why is a task that takes a lifetime. Judging by the reaction, Gautier Lalande de Charny, who bore the imposing nickname “Scarlet Knight,” reacted weakly, while the alchemist herself, who brewed “Gnosis” and slipped it to him, this time went on a long mental journey. What irony.

First, her hands became hairy, like a spider's. Then the number of her eyes increased fourfold, and a spider-like wart appeared in her gluteal region. She dug a vertical hollow in the ground and used it to spread a web around – to warn her of threats and catch breakfast, lunch, and dinner. This was her new cozy little house. At first, all this seemed incredibly interesting to her, but the longer the spell lasted, the clearer it became that she was not a resident of the animal kingdom, but a secondary character in an unknown and uninteresting fable. She lived in the Arthropod Commonwealth, where different species of animals somehow coexisted. Well, how they coexisted… Here she finds herself in a large cave, where centipedes, for fun, locked her in a cage and wouldn't let her out. And there they beat another spider against a stone, and force a third to eat its own exoskeleton, while tearing off its legs. And then, one ordinary and unremarkable day, it became impossible to use the web in the Arthropod Commonwealth. Zurich finds a deeper abyss and jumps into it – this is what the followers of the Void should have done, but she had to. She was still an average spider – she couldn't weave decent cocoons, her poison was weak, and she wasn't very good at hunting insects. She could do a lot, but she wasn't a master of at least one thing.


Coming to her senses for a short time and returning her reflection in the mirror to a human form, Zurich Silkweb realizes that she has lost part of her memories – those related to the last year of her life and, in particular, the events of the last day, as if higher powers had forcibly destroyed them. With great willpower, she tries to restore them from trillions of fragments... She tells her pet spider about her magical theory, about the paradox of the whiner, she is shivering from the cold, but she enjoys it, and informs the caravan leader that she would not mind experiencing frostbite if it were not for the risk of permanent health damage. At the entrance to the city, the guard goes crazy at the sight of the mirror, she tries to explain to them what she represents. She chats with merchants, asks them for advice, giving each of them medicine in gratitude. She goes to the city academy, bothers the guard, showing him spider tricks. She presents her theory of mental illnesses to the academy's clerk, and meets the brains. She accosts a man with emptiness instead of a face, but he turns out to be a big introvert and is embarrassed to talk to her. Then she accosts the scarlet alternative, acquires a piece of fabric, transfers notes to paper, and dances... She drinks Gnosis. But who is Lucretia? What is this name that has penetrated her head? It was a life-discontented Silentiary. Depression is her second name. She didn't like her ordinary name, she didn't like the region where she was born, she hated the world and everything in it. A strange girl, because compared to many other creatures inhabiting this world, she was actually lucky with the cards she was dealt. Her own house, long legs, huge breasts, a high-performance brain... Economically, intellectually, and externally, it was more than what an unnamed peasant, of whom there were thousands, could boast. Yes, she was a little plump, but this was all due to melancholy-induced overeating and lack of physical activity, nothing that could not be corrected by simple willpower. And who is this?


Sophia Zelenshmerz. OGRESS. 210 centimeters tall – she is a woman, but stronger than many human males. From... Arran, it seems? Of noble blood, but not of high rank. Very strict, inspires fear with her appearance and aura, her voice is low, which makes the blood run cold in the veins of ill-wishers, but she is kind inside. Every day she trains with an halberd, a young janitor admires her – the only pleasure for his hopeless eyes, devoid of ambition and hope for a bright future. And then they fell in love with each other, and the aristocrat was ridiculed and socially isolated for tying herself in sacred bonds with a commoner. But they didn't care, he felt safe behind her back or between her thighs, and she found solace in the fact that the only person in this world truly understood and appreciated her. They had a son, they lived in idyll for three years, and then a fire broke out, and she was left alone again. An exceptionally powerful physique and years of honed martial skills did not help her cope with the total destruction of her spirit. Having gone mad, she wandered the world in search of a miraculous solution to her problem, until one day she found herself on the threshold of an alchemical shop. Before her – a potion, before the mistress of the house – also. They drink them down, and then... Years pass. The spiders that lived in the corners of the walls of the house are puzzled by the fact that the woman not only got rid of the arachnophobia inherent in her, but also arachnophilia replaced it. Sensing the threat, they try to behave more quietly and not to be seen without necessity.


Finally coming to her senses, Zurich tries to understand where she is now.

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Zuricha regains consciousness in a lavishly decorated chamber. A fireplace, kindly stoked by someone, gives off its last bits of warmth, but she is already protected from the cold emanating from the stone walls by a fur blanket. The rays of the rising sun illuminate a chest near the bed, on which a goblet of wine already stands – it won't hurt after last night. Rev, grumbling and squinting all eight of his eyes, hides from the light under the blanket.

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- I was right, - Sandar concluded. - So I suggest we go to the tavern and rest a bit. The sorcerer had no strength to argue and obediently followed the blond.
Pushing through the crowd of beer-loving people at the entrance, the sorcerer and the mage find themselves in a crowded tavern. A tipsy bard plays the lute badly, commoners crowd around the bar, in the far corner they are playing dice, and in another corner, gloomy figures have barricaded themselves behind a wall of beer mugs.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#237
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Rev, grumbling and squinting all eight of his eyes, hides from the light under a blanket.
Gautier puts his hand under the blanket, and there's something furry. And it's not Zurik...
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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She looks at the goblet. Then at the spider. Then back at the wine. She grabs the arthropod with her slender, long hand and shoves it into her mouth. She closes her eyes, feeling the small creature wriggling inside her in panic. After a short time, she takes it out again, covered in saliva but still alive. This process helps her to gather her thoughts. At first, she thinks about ignoring the wine, but then she feels sorry for the effort of those who made it, and she drinks it.

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#239
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Saraba
She looks at the goblet. Then at the spider. Then back at the wine. She grabs the arthropod with her thin but long limb and shoves it into her mouth. She closes her eyes, feeling the tiny creature squirming in panic inside her. After a short while, she pulls it back out into the light, covered in saliva but still alive. This process helps her gather her thoughts. At first, she considers ignoring the wine, but then she feels sorry for the effort of those who made it, and she drinks it. 
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Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#240
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Sky
If a skill isn't needed to kick, let him kick.

- Ready.
-- Dale Hokri will be your opponent!

Dale attacks Cassius
Front Kick: Cassius takes 16 damage, slowed (-30% speed and initiative for 2 rounds), paralyzed (513)
Spinning Kick: Cassius takes 148 damage, paralyzed: failure (365)
Spinning Kick: Cassius takes 148 damage, paralyzed (217)
Back Kick: Cassius takes 25 damage, slowed (-30% speed and initiative for 2 rounds), pushed back (3 cells) (192)

-- You're tough! Show me what you can do.
Dale skips his turn.
Cassius moves.
Dale skips his turn.
Cassius attacks Dale
Dale takes 21 damage (119/140)
Dale attacks Cassius
Miss
Miss
Cassius attacks Dale
Dale takes 21 damage (98/140)
Dale attacks Cassius
Front Kick: Cassius takes 16 damage, slowed (-30% speed and initiative for 2 rounds), paralyzed: failure (176)
Front Kick: Cassius takes 16 damage, slowed (-30% speed and initiative for 2 rounds), paralyzed: failure (160)
Cassius attacks Dale
Miss
Front Kick: Cassius takes 16 damage, slowed (-30% speed and initiative for 2 rounds), paralyzed: failure (144)
Miss
Cassius attacks Dale
Dale takes 21 damage (77/140)
Dale attacks Cassius
Miss
Miss
Cassius attacks Dale
Dale takes 21 damage (56/140)
Dale attacks Cassius
Miss
Miss
Cassius attacks Dale
Miss
Dale attacks Cassius
Front Kick: Cassius takes 16 damage, slowed (-30% speed and initiative for 2 rounds), paralyzed: failure (128)
Miss
Cassius attacks Dale
Dale takes 21 damage (35/140)
Dale attacks Cassius
Miss
Back Kick: Cassius takes 25 damage, slowed (-30% speed and initiative for 2 rounds), pushed back (3 cells) (103)
Cassius moves
Dale attacks Cassius
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Miss
Cassius attacks Dale
Miss
Dale attacks Cassius
Miss
Miss
Cassius attacks Dale
Miss
Dale attacks Cassius
Miss
Miss
Cassius attacks Dale
Miss
Dale attacks Cassius
Miss
Miss
Cassius attacks Dale
Miss

-- Enough dancing, others want to fight too! -- the fighters are unhappy, and the crowd is starting to get bored.
Dale attacks Cassius
Miss
Miss
Cassius attacks Dale
Dale takes 21 damage (14/140)
Dale attacks Cassius
Miss
Miss
Dale takes 21 damage
Dale is unable to continue the fight

-- Phew... I'm tired. If I had known it would be this long, I wouldn't have spared you at the beginning.

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She looks at the cup. Then at the spider. Then at the wine again. She grabs the arachnid with her slender, long hand and shoves it into her mouth. She closes her eyes, feeling the little creature wriggling inside her. After a short time, she takes it back out into the light, covered in saliva but still alive. This process helps her to gather her thoughts. At first, she thinks about ignoring the wine, but then she feels sorry for the work of those who made it, and she drinks it.
Zuricha recovers 2 sanity and feels the hangover starting to subside.

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Next time there's a reason, I'll curse Cassius for pumping iron...
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers