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Offline Граф Орлов
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The Sorcerer casts a spell, and then he, the Regent, and the Marshal step aside to confer. Fulrad nervously paces from corner to corner – he wasn't invited to discuss the important matters. Tifa sees how Geoffroy gestures, arguing with his father, how Adalgard frowns in response, how the emotionless Sorcerer occasionally interjects, clarifying something. Finally, those in power are ready to deliver their verdict to Tifa. “So, we have decided that despite the ancient feud between humanity and the tribe of Abominations, we will preserve your un-life, because we do not see you as a significant threat. And even grant you relative freedom. In the next month, you will not leave this city except by my order or the order of Marshal Geoffroy. On the first day of April, you will set off with him on a long journey – and if you have any objections, first remember that you owe this man your un-life. Also, remember that justice will not be on your side if your origin is revealed. I will leave you now.” The Regent, the spiritual advisor, and the Sorcerer leave Tifa alone with her guarantor.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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There isn't much free space in the tavern, and Sandar and Hargon only have a couple of options:
-- sit with the shady characters who seem to be competing in a drinking contest
-- squeeze in by the wall, where the visiting soldiers are gathered.
Feeling a certain cultural and migratory connection, Hargon heads towards the other newcomers.
—Greetings, gentlemen.

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Her legs carry her to the marshal, but before that, her digestive tract remembers to indulge in the nutrients presented.
Unlike the warriors, her marshal greets her in the company of the Academy's director.
-- Lady Silkweb, good morning. Please, have a seat. So, let's discuss the expedition. Yesterday, you went to bed quite early, and I'd like to remind you that Gautier himself expressed his intention to participate in the expedition, so this project will not interfere with your obligations in any way. Mr. Wolf volunteered to provide you with as much assistance as possible in the preparation. And finally, if you are willing, in your free time from scientific research, to help us – there is a task that requires a delicate approach.

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Ottar is still trying to remember which of the holidays it is today.
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Cursing his forgetfulness, Ottar turns to Gas for help. "Don't you remember, master, what holiday it is today? The first was Bread Day, the second was Beer Day... but I don't remember the order after that..." The Bloodsucker grimaced. "There was even some kind of Bath Day." He completely skipped the third one... traded the holiday for the embrace of tentacles.
Карты для героев 5

"Плата за любовь"
"Путь некроманта"
"Темные грани"
"Рок Гримхейма"
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-- But how can it not happen? Today he's alive, tomorrow he's sick, the day after tomorrow he's dead – it's a common thing in winter, especially for children. Well, how can it be normal... we somehow lived, we somehow endured, and of course, we couldn't abandon the child. And my sister got married and moved to another city... And I've been hanging around since the Day of Hmel – I started, and I haven't sobered up since... It's scary to sober up.
- Well, ask something, - whispers Voldemar Arno.

- You say, since the Day of Hmel... That is, since yesterday... Here, in the tavern, I suppose? Were there also some kind souls, like us, treating you? Or were you drowning your sorrows with free beer all alone?

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Yes. But in the case of fire/magic/cold damage, HP will still be reduced, and the reaction will be accordingly.
I don't understand... It's clear about cold. But what's wrong with fire? Fire mages don't seem to be outlawed here... Or does this mean that you can't use such a thing in "friendly fistfights"?
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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Unlike the warriors, her marshal meets with the director of the Academy.
-- Lady Silkweb, good morning. Please, have a seat. Now, let's discuss the expedition. Yesterday, you went to bed quite early, and I'd like to remind you that Gautier himself expressed his intention to participate in the expedition, so this project will not interfere with your obligations in any way. Mr. Wolf has offered to provide you with as much assistance as possible in preparing for it. And finally, if you are willing, in your free time from scientific research, you can help us – there is a task that requires a delicate approach.
- In that case, I have no objections – my mind is at your service! Whether it's the expedition or just the task, if I can handle it, I will achieve the results you need.
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It means that it's considered unfair to use magic when fighting hand-to-hand.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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Feeling a certain cultural and migratory connection, Hargon heads towards others who are also newcomers.
—Greetings, gentlemen.

—Hello, — the most open spot is found next to a shaggy man from the Fortress, adorned with strange amulets. He doesn't seem to mind at all and extends his hand to each of the four in turn. — Thorstein Ragnarsson, that's my name.
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- The Tribe of Abomination – that sounds powerful. Like the screech of nails on a chalkboard, or the sound of breaking glass. Perhaps I’ll name one of my songs after that, - after listening to the sound of receding footsteps, Tifa looks at the guard, not changing her seated position even a millimeter. - Aren’t you at all afraid to stay in my company, your Lordship? What if I eat you? Or what other assumptions might your Sir Fulrad have.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
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Cursing his forgetfulness, Ottar turns to Gas for help.

– Don't you remember, master, what holiday it is today? The first was Bread Day, the second was Beer Day... but I don't remember the order after that... – The Bloodsucker frowned. – There was even some kind of Bath Day.

He completely missed the third one... traded the holiday for the embrace of tentacles...
-- Today is Fun Day. Fist fights, wrestling, archery.
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Phew, at least it wasn't a waste of time. One problem solved.

“We have a rather aggressive understanding of fun…” Ottar remarked. “Alright, I’ll head home, I’ll be back in a couple of hours. Time is short. It’s better to arrive a little earlier than when it’s too late.”

The Bloodletter is going to visit the old man, Augur.
Карты для героев 5

"Плата за любовь"
"Путь некроманта"
"Темные грани"
"Рок Гримхейма"
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- Well, ask something too, - whispers Voldemar Arno.

- Since Hmel's Day, you say... That is, since yesterday... Here, in the tavern, I suppose? Were there also some good people here, like us, treating you? Or did you drown your sorrows with free beer all alone?
-- No, I'll get drunk, wander around, sleep, get drunk, wander around...
-- And tell me, what kind of people did you meet while wandering around? Well, I mean those who didn't care, you know.
-- Oh... Yes. I almost froze to death at night, someone took me to a doctor. And also, this morning I was sitting, drinking right on the street, it was very early! And a kind man came up and asked what was wrong. And I told him... He invited me to stay overnight. Come in the evening, somewhere between the slums and the artisans... I'll get drunk and go.

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- In that case, I have no objections - my Intelligence is at your service! Whether it's an expedition or just a task, if it's within my power, I will achieve the results you need.
-- Excellent. Since other members of the expedition will not be able to assist you in the near future, we will postpone this problem until at least the middle of the month, so you can now devote all your efforts to your scientific work. If you have any questions about the expedition, please ask; if not, I will leave you.
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It means that it's shameful to use magic when you're fighting hand-to-hand.
If I understand correctly, you can't control this process, and HP is deducted regardless of the attacker's desire. That is, it's practically "not suitable for friendly duels," as I said. Is that right?

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-- No, I'll get drunk, wander around, sleep, get drunk, wander around...
-- And tell me, what kind of people have you met while wandering around? I mean, those who don't care, you know.
-- Oh... Yes. I almost froze to death one night, and someone took me to a doctor. And also, this morning I was sitting outside, drinking, it was very early! And a kind person came up and asked what was wrong. And I told him... He invited me to stay overnight. Come in the evening, somewhere between the slums and the artisans... I'll get drunk and go.
"Hmm..." - Voldemar tries to figure out what exactly is "between the slums and the artisans"... At the same time, he checks if his companions have finished their beer...

- So, where are you going? "Somewhere" - is that like "wherever your eyes lead you" or "where your intuition tells you"? - Voldemar smirked.
- Usually, when you're invited somewhere, they give you a more specific location...
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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If I understand correctly, this process cannot be controlled, and HP is deducted regardless of the attacker's intention. In other words, it's practically impossible to have friendly duels, as I said. Is that right?
I don't know, Alex will clarify.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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