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you can gather a small group, break into the house of one of the homeless people that Yaschur kills, and spend the night there. What will he do? We are stronger. And if he calls the guard, we'll persuade him with magic.
Exactly. You're currently in 2nd place, and Yaschur is taking out their 3rd, which means it's your turn tomorrow. Hurry up! Otherwise, Yaschur and his buddy will kill two Arandors and Nebk, Revan will escape, and Heroista will be taken prisoner...🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

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—...Spirit, perhaps. However, at the moment, it can be cured with a different potion, —he raises his mug of beer, —so if your supplies are limited, I wouldn't waste them on freeloaders like me.
- A mutual exchange is never a waste, so I propose that in exchange for the potion, you answer a few of my questions. - He reaches for his writing materials, as is his habit. - So... If someone in your presence spoke very badly about the Void, would that offend you, or not? What is your attitude towards betrayal - are you capable of forgiving it, or do you consider it unacceptable? There could be many examples - a comrade who strikes from behind, an unfaithful spouse, a quest giver who deliberately deceives. How do you plan to raise your children if you have them in the future, or perhaps you already have them and can share your current experience? Is there a color in the palette of life that warms your heart more than others? - He glances at the mug of beer in his interlocutor's hand. - In your opinion, how would your existence change if there were no alcohol or any alternatives to it in the world? How many times can you do push-ups from the floor? If you're interested, I can do about five, and even that with great difficulty. Hmm... I suppose you don't care about appearance or social status, so we won't talk about that. Then, the last question - have your views ever changed radically? If so, please tell me what caused it.

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So, I want to go to a fist-fighting tournament...
Yeah, but it's his money...

Sandar and Aidan watch in silence as Hargon and the girl who approached him have a conversation. The sorcerer initially mistook her for a courtesan, but it seems he was wrong.
- I think we should go wash up, and then find a place to rest, - said the blond, finishing his second mug. - Guys, do you happen to know where there's a good inn around here? One with reasonable prices, and where we don't have to sleep on straw.
-- In the tavern, a silver room is available, and two of you can fit in it, -- Sigiber advises.
-- Buddy, I might be able to help you with a job, as a favor, -- Thorstein gives Sandar a sign -- it's not for outsiders' ears. -- Depending on what you can do, of course.

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- Well, come on, buddy, tell me quickly... Who are you, how many of you are there, what are you doing to people, and most importantly... WHY are you doing it???
- I think we need to search the house... - addressed to the guards.
- To see what they're putting in the beer "out of the goodness of their hearts" and so on...
- What are we going to do with the woman, Arno? Are we going to chase after her? Although, I guess we won't catch her now...
Fortunately for them, Arno managed to confuse the illiterate guards by showing them papers with seals, and no further questions are asked of the preachers. One of the soldiers shows "Class" to Voldemar, nodding towards the charred skeleton. He's convinced.
While they search the house and rummage through the bodies, the frightened outcast begs:
-- Just get me out of here, I'll tell you everything! They're watching!

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Visibly cheered up, Ottar got out of bed, tidied himself up, greeted Augur, and went to the master's bathhouse gym.
-- You look terrible, Ottar, -- the master greets him. -- Even worse than yesterday, although the medicine should be working by now.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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Now he understood... tentacles aren't some kind of monstrosity! They are the highest form of limbs! It's a pity that nature mostly gives them to various creatures from dark caves. "Yes, something is wrong with my psyche," Ottar admitted. "I had terrible nightmares today. I need to fix that... I mean, my sanity. I think if I get my mind in order, the rest of my body will improve as well." Brains... But what if they don't study brains at the Academy, but eat them? Or maybe they study them first, and then eat them... I don't trust these scientists! But they are still more pleasant than the nihilists.
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"Плата за любовь"
"Путь некроманта"
"Темные грани"
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Fortunately for them, Arno managed to confuse the illiterate guards by showing them papers with seals, and no further questions are asked of the preachers. One of the soldiers points to a charred skeleton, nodding at Voldemar. He believes.
While they search the house and examine the bodies, the frightened wretch pleads:
--Just take me away from here, I'll tell you everything! They're watching!
I beg you, put me in the most secure cell!!! (c) I don't remember who said it in the movie Master and Margarita...

- We'll take you, we'll take you, don't worry. Who was that woman who was with you? The leader? I have a feeling that she's a witch!

- You check everything here, and I'll keep watch, - said to Arno.
- Who knows where that bitch went and who she might bring here.
- I think it's better not to stay here too long.

He goes outside and looks in the direction where the woman ran.

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Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.

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- A mutual exchange is never a waste of time, so I propose that in exchange for a potion, you answer a few of my questions. - He picks up writing implements, as is his habit. - So... If someone in your presence spoke very disrespectfully about the Void, would that offend you, or not? What is your attitude towards betrayal - are you capable of forgiving it, or do you consider it unacceptable? There could be many examples - a comrade who strikes from behind, an unfaithful spouse, a quest giver who deliberately deceives. How do you plan to raise your children if you have them in the future, or perhaps you already have them and can share your current experience? Is there a color in the palette of life that warms your heart more than others? - He glances at the mug of beer in his interlocutor's hand. - In your opinion, how would your existence change if alcohol and any alternatives to it were no longer available in the world? How many times can you do push-ups from the floor? If you're interested, I can do about five, but with great difficulty. Hmm... I suppose you don't care about appearance or social status, so we won't talk about that. Then, the last question - have your views ever changed radically? If so, please tell me what caused it.
Hargen looks at the journalist with an unblinking gaze for a while. It might seem that his gaze was directed through her, through the heavy doors of the tavern, into the frosty street cold, winding through the squalid streets and alleys towards the torchlit city gates, and then beyond them, finally finding refuge in the silence of the night. Shaking his head, he thoughtfully scratches the back of his neck, taking a sip from his mug:
-...An exchange is an exchange. It wouldn't offend me. Why should I be offended by something that exists in our world? The Void awaits everyone, regardless of their personal opinion. I have no attitude towards betrayal. I would even be surprised if it doesn't befall me in the near future. I don't plan to raise children, and if I do have them, it certainly won't be from a happy family marriage. There are many colors, but they all fade under black, because there is no color stronger than it. Take away alcohol and Tournaments, and my existence will not change in any way. I will fill the useless daytime hours with something else. I can do thirty push-ups, or maybe more, until my chest is wracked with coughing. I have a lot of strength, but my endurance will quickly run out. ...What else is there? ... My views have changed, yes. Once, I too was a foolish, sunny young man, dreaming of ambitions and prospects. Fortunately, the truth of our existence quickly opened my eyes. There are too many specific reasons to recount them all. The higher the soul strives in its futile hopes towards the false Sun, the longer and more painful the subsequent fall will be.

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- Na, na-na-na-na-na, - listening to the emo guy's answers, Zurich hummed an unusual melody to herself; something reminded her of a grasshopper near which a cockroach in armor was bustling. - If perspectives change once, they can change again - perhaps in the future, and in your reflection in the mirror, you will see a cheerful old man with a joyful smile on his face! - She hands him an Euthymia and a Panacea, and also reminds the universe that she has already parted with one portion of Panacea before visiting the city. - I will be extremely curious to know where the path of life you are walking will lead your mind, so don't get sick! Thank you for your answers!

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- Here, na-na-na-na-na, - listening to the emo man's answers, Zuricha hummed an unusual melody to herself; something reminded her of a grasshopper near which a cockroach in armor was bustling about. - If perspectives change once, they can change again - perhaps in the future, when you look in the mirror, you will see a cheerful old man with a joyful smile on his face! - She hands him an Euthymia and a Panacea, and also reminds the universe that she already parted with one dose of Panacea before visiting the city. - I will be extremely curious to know where the path of life that you are following will lead your mind, so don't get sick! Thank you for your answers!
—I won't argue with you. —shrugging, Hargon takes the reward. —If the void wants to play with my mind, so be it. Thank you too, and... good luck, I guess. —concluding with another sip from his mug, he turns to his drinking companions: —...So, do I need to register for the tournament in advance, or can I just show up at the appointed time?

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- Arrivederci! - After saying goodbye to the test subject, Zurich leaves the tavern and sets off to wander around the city in search of an artist.

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She won't single anyone out, but she'll still look around for the least pathetic-looking traveler.

Aren't we synchronized with Revoist? I don't know what time it is for them.
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-- In the tavern, for a silver coin, you can rent a room where two people can fit, -- advises Sigiber.
- Excellent, we won't have to go far, - Aidan sighed with relief, as he was a little tired of the surrounding noise, especially from the nearby area.
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-- My friend, I might be able to help you with a job, -- Thorstein gives Sandar a sign -- it's not for outsiders to hear. -- Of course, it depends on what you can do.
- Agreed, - Sandar replied. - As for skills, I hope to be able to test them in action tomorrow.

waiting for a response from the Heroes community about the tournament

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Heroist
—I won't argue with you. —Hargen shrugs and takes the reward. —If the Void wants to play with my mind, so be it. Thank you too, and... good luck, I guess. —He concludes with another swig from his mug, then turns to his drinking companions: —So, do we need to register for the tournament in advance, or can we just show up at the appointed time?
-- Yes, you need to register with the constable today. He, or someone working for him, should be at the arena right now.

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- Arigato! - After saying goodbye with the experimental magic word, Zurik leaves the tavern and goes to wander around the city in search of an artist.
If she just wanders around the city, her plan won't be successful anytime soon, because no artist will work in such cold weather on the street, and Dismal is teeming with people of all trades on this day. Logic suggests that the artist is either employed by the court of the powerful, or works for scholars, or sells his works at the market - where should she look first?

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No one in particular, but she will still look for some traveler who doesn't look like a complete fool.

aren't we synchronized with Revoist? I don't know what time it is for them.
You can synchronize, have the same day, but different times, but nothing prevents waiting for them.
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e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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okay, let's move on to "Alibederchi":

- What do you know about the West? Where does the sea end and something else begin? - The lady sits down next to the two interrogated. - It seems to me that you have experience in wandering. Or am I wrong?
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I beg you, put me in the most secure cell!!! (c) I don't remember who said it from the movie "The Master and Margarita"...

- We'll take you, we'll take you, don't worry. Who was that woman who was with you? The leader? I have a feeling she's a witch!

- You look around here, and I'll keep watch, - said to Arno.
- Who knows where that bitch went and who she might bring here.
- I think it's better not to linger here.
 
He goes outside and looks in the direction where the woman ran.
-- No, no, no! Not the leader... Yes, yes! We can't stay here.
The alley is empty. Arno comes out of the shack, clutching a vial of unknown liquid in his hand. He's holding up well for a man who was stabbed in the stomach with a dagger – even too well: a bloodthirsty smile, a springy step, and fire in his eyes. 
-- I think that's all the clues. It's a shame that one escaped – she's probably raising the alarm in this whole snake pit right now. We have to deal with them. Tonight. Do you understand?! -- he suddenly shouts at the guards, who jump. -- We need to cordon off the area. 

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Now he understands... tentacles are not just some kind of deformity! They are the highest form of limbs! It's a pity that nature mostly gives them to various creatures from dark caves.

- Yes, something is wrong with my mind, - admitted Ottar. - I had terrible nightmares today. I need to fix it... I mean, my sanity. I think that if I get my brain in order, the rest of my body will also improve. 

The brain... But what if they don't study brains at the Academy, but eat them? Or maybe they study them first, and then eat them... I don't trust these scientists! But they are still better than hermits. 
-- We need to. Can you handle it yourself? You need to get yourself together, because I have news for you.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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-- No-no-no! Not the leader... Yes-yes! We can't linger here.
The back alley is empty. Arno emerges from the shack, clutching a vial of unknown liquid in his hand. He's holding up well for a man who was stabbed in the stomach – even too well: a bloodthirsty smile, a springy step, and fire in his eyes.
-- I think that's all the evidence. It's a shame that one escaped – she's probably raising the alarm in that snake pit right now. We need to finish them off. Tonight. Do you understand?! -- he suddenly shouts at the guards, who jump.
-- We need to cordon off the area.
- Okay... It seems we understand what to do with "him," - he nods towards the "prisoner" - We need to take him to the others and interrogate him.
- And what do we do with "him"? We can't leave him here. - he nods towards the drunkard.
- And with "this"... We should probably send it to the academy for analysis? - he nods towards the vial of liquid.
- Well, and we should probably report to the lord mayor. He promised to send reinforcements...
- Yes, and we should probably patch ourselves up... You can barely stand, and this bitch almost drove me crazy...

Voldemar approaches Arno and casts Cleansing Flame.

- Let's get out of here, - he shouts to everyone after the "cleansing," waving his hand in the direction they came from.
- And YOU... You're coming with us! - to the "prisoner".

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