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New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
-- You're wrong, because the value lies in how I obtained them. From two to ten silver. Rings are cheaper, fibulae and bracelets are pricier, neck rings are the most expensive of all.
but I'm in the tavern right now, so if I notice Zurikha, a temporal paradox will happen? 😨
—Maybe then you'll tell us "how" you got it? And what exactly the effect is. Or is it that ephemeral "you'll get lucky and stumble upon gold under your feet" or "the merchant will shortchange you in your favor"? —drains half the beer barrel.
Ottar nods in agreement. An extra meal certainly won't hurt.
The bloodsucker eats, rests for a while longer, preferably until his stats recover, but if it takes too long, then no need, and returns to Gas.
I hope he managed to put on new armor, and didn't go charging off in his "robe"...![]()
Woldemar follows them, keeping a decent distance, but close enough not to lose sight of them.
And he sees how, not far from the slums, Arno and their new friend are met by a trio of unremarkable appearance.
-- Bro! You seem... hic.. to be helping people. Well, we got to talking over beer, now we're pals. Maybe you can take me in too... **I... got nowhere even to stay for the night -- Arno slightly overacts, but it seems to work.
-- This is Arno, my buddy... I thought you wouldn't come...
The drunkard embraces one of the trio.
-- Come on, we don't leave people in trouble. Let's go, we'll feed you, give you a drink, put you to bed. We're not far from here.
The company ventures deeper into the slums and enters one of the houses...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.
(Закон сохранения).
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.
(Закон сохранения).
-- Something was given to me. Something was taken from the defeated. It's simple. And the effect... it just exists.
To avoid a paradox, Zuricha can simply go to the tavern...
Voldemar looks around. If no one is around (in human, dog, or similar form), he quietly approaches the house. He carefully peeks through the window (for a couple of seconds). He listens to what is happening (if he can hear anything through the wall).
A trio of males? Did it take them a long time to get here from the tavern?
well, I guess Hargon didn't notice, and Zurich just saw them go to the tavern
—Well... I probably have two silver coins (that's 20 coppers, right?). If luck exists in this world, it is in any case tied to matters beyond comprehension, and therefore comes from the Void and is subject to it.
Those tentacles really got him... he'll need at least three days to recover...
– Not as well as I'd hoped, but it's better than it was, – replied Ottar. – I'm ready for battle. As ready as I can be. And you, Master?
He's always ready... He'll tear that creature apart with his bare hands... the poison is just for appearances.