Posts from Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

So, that's what his name was, I really forgot.

- A day that starts with wine won't be remembered as bad, right? - Tifa slowly turns around, ending with a curtsy to allow her colleagues to admire her appearance. - Especially in the company of trusted people.
She glances at the field and the stands:
- How is everything looking?

Cassius, a grim knight clad in dark armor, riding his dark steed, Mrak, approaches the Crimson Knight and, after exchanging the necessary formalities, invites him to a warm-up.

As a child, Hargon sometimes attended real knightly Tournaments. His father also fought there. Back then, the boy couldn't contain the overwhelming pride and delight, dreaming only of growing up quickly and becoming a magnificent knight himself, attracting the admiring glances and voices of the crowd.
With a snort, whether from the sudden memories or from the cold, the empty Legran wrapped himself tighter in his worn cloak and headed towards the betting booth.

"Ah... I'd send you 'to Stefu,' maybe he'll remind you of a lot of things 'there'..."

- So, she's 'in charge' with you? Is there anyone 'higher' up?
- Why is it so simple... 'Witch'... It's almost disrespectful... It would be better to call her 'Lady' or 'Mistress'... Voldemar burst out laughing.
- So, what's the purpose of all this 'processing' of the poor souls? What did she want to achieve with it?
- So, you were looking for 'suitable candidates'? Well, who was mainly 'worthy of your attention'?

On April Fool's Day? There's still plenty of time. But... why couldn't he shake the feeling that something was amiss... a great sarcasm hidden in the choice of the expedition's start date...

- There is time to prepare, - Ottar nodded. - Will many people be involved? Is there anyone who needs to be considered first?

Actually, all this wasn't very important, but Blooddrinker was quite curious.

forum.heroesworld.ru took too long to respond.

-- Absolutely. She was always involved with someone, you know? Not on the throne, but nearby, sort of.
-- She's had enough... They should have taken care of her a long time ago, but she always had serious people protecting her. Like Tomas.
-- I don't know, I'm just... not an authority. It's not my business. I haven't been to her place, but she definitely wasn't inviting those poor souls over for a beer.
-- All sorts of lost souls. The kind that no one would miss.

😩 when I was editing the post... and had to write it all over again.

The sight of human diversity stirred Zurikha's imagination no less than the upcoming event. Her eyes beheld a kind of microcosm of everything that the world in which each of those present was destined to live their life represented. One wrong step, a whim of (mis)fortune, and Arran could have lost its ruler today, and subsequently fallen into a string of chaotic events that would have affected everyone standing lower on the social ladder. Compared to such a prospect, albeit one that never came to pass, the competition seemed significantly less important. Having heard the explanation, she discreetly checks the contents of the pouch recently gifted to her. 

- Who is Tomasz? What does he do?

the sympathies of most ladies, including Ida, are on Gautier's side

-- With great pleasure! 
Turning his gray stallion, mighty and tall to match its owner, Gautier rushes toward Cassius, his scarlet cloak unfurling in the wind. After three clashes it becomes obvious to Cassius: he withstands blows better than his opponent, he is also inferior in handling the lance, but he wins in mastery of the shield. Alas, along with this comes the realization that he is vastly inferior to the scarlet one in strength and charisma -- the sympathies of most ladies, including Ida, are on Gautier's side... With the exception of one person not shining with beauty, of spinster age, who is ready to bestow her attention upon the grim knight. 

But the common women still cheer for him! Cassius is the people's champion.

-- Tomasz is an authority... He runs a den, and who knows what else.

A KIND, GENTLE, AND CONSIDERATE MAN