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Happy Life
- I don't have a ribbon, and I don't even know the different types of knights. Who's the coolest here, that big guy? Or that one with the bucket on his head? - My finger wandered over the monotonous silhouettes. - I'd like to see him eating snow.
-- I'll give you a ribbon if you want. The coolest one is the red one, but only losers bet on favorites. There are veterans, there are show-offs, there are legends, there are Arrans, there are depressives, and there are fun-loving guys - in short, whatever they think of themselves, they are all no different from any other people.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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Are there any bets? Is there a list of participants, or is it decided on the fly?
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
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Count Orlov
Left.

-- So it was for a long time, and in Legrane the line is still quite thin. Some people are simply rotten -- that will show there just as much as here. Alright, our first round is about to begin. Good luck -- let us wish each other to meet in the finals.


Cassius's first opponent, an elderly Legranian, greets the baron with a barely noticeable nod before putting on his helmet. A sad sight -- a man at the twilight of his life, in plain armor, not a single ribbon on his lance, neither glory nor victory has interested him for a long time now; only habit drives him to clash again and again while he can still stay in the saddle. Cassius notices that the opponent's horse looks far sturdier and more purebred than Mrak -- perhaps this will affect his choice of target for the strike.
- Good luck, - Cassius replied briefly.
Some might have thought the old man looked pitiful. But Aurelius did not think so. His stubbornness in the face of inevitability earned the Legranian's respect. Nodding back, Cassius headed to the starting point, having decided he would aim for the shield.  

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Happy Life
so, are there any bets? is there a list of participants or we go along as things unfold?
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Bets are accepted by a company of Silentium merchants; for them, any battle is either war or sport, but always business. Sport means bets, bets mean profit, and profit is the best thing in this world -- such is their life creed. 
-- Greetings, fighter! Who are we betting on? Right now you can place bets on three finalists, on wins in the next round, and on who knocks whom out of the saddle. We warn you right away -- the bookmaker takes 5%
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Tournament bracket:
Round 1
Gautier vs Karloman Wigman
Osbert Guy vs Herman Hopp
Raimund Mark vs Harris
Cassius Aurelius vs Odenat 
The Nameless Knight vs Fok Cardone
Curius Senarmont vs Demetheus Callas
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Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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What about bets? Is there a list of participants, or is it decided as it goes?
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Tournament bracket:
Round 1
Gautier vs. Caroloman Wigman
Osbert Guy vs. Hermann Hopp
Raymond Mark vs. Harris
Cassius Aurelius vs. Odenat
Unnamed Knight vs. Foc Cardone
Curius Senarmon vs. Demetius Callas
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-- Hello, fighter! Who are you betting on? You can now place bets on the three finalists, on victories in the next round, and on who will knock whom out of the saddle. Just a warning – the bookmaker takes 5%
Cassius vs. Odenat
Odenat wins the initiative
Cassius hits the shield: 18
Odenat hits the shield: 5
The first clash goes to Cassius.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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Late in the evening, the sheriff arrives at the arena: "Are you warmed up, gentlemen warriors? Now, run to the slums!!! A truly epic battle awaits you there!"
Players: That Lizardman is causing trouble again...

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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And indeed, they summoned him to the north... yes, he is a prophet! Oh, yes... that's right... how could he forget! The squad could use the help of a healer with the ability to resist frostbite. But Ottar was completely unable to communicate with the soldiers. And that could become a problem. The soldiers are a rather peculiar bunch. "When is the raid against the northerners planned?" Krovopiyetsa clarified the details. "The squad consists of brave mercenaries and soldiers, I presume." The northerners are dangerous people. They are born for battle. They can spill his guts with a couple of blows... but if the squad is strong enough, why not take the risk... at least this mission is clear. Nothing is known about the second one.
Карты для героев 5

"Плата за любовь"
"Путь некроманта"
"Темные грани"
"Рок Гримхейма"
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Cassius headed to the starting point, deciding to aim for the shield.
All 3 times?
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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Yes.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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To finally meet Laura Cassius, all you need to do is dismount your horse and break your neck...smile04:D

Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
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Odenat wins the initiative.
Cassius strikes the shield: 28
Odenat strikes the shield: 23
Second clash in favor of Cassius

Cassius strikes the shield: 9
Odenat strikes the helmet: hit, Cassius remains in the saddle.
Third clash in favor of Odenat

Cassius wins.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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Cassius didn't expect such accuracy from the old man. The neck cracked pleasantly, his head spun, the roar of the crowd faded, and strange images began to flash before his eyes. Fortunately, the knight managed to stay in the saddle and ultimately won. Thanking Odenat for the duel, Aurelius prepares for the next one.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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Count Orlov

Third clash for Odenatum

Cassius wins.
Cassius: Ha. I just lost focus after winning early. And who came up with the idea of a third clash when the score is 2:0...

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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Evil Lizard
And who came up with the idea to introduce a third rematch when the score is 2:0...
The audience demands entertainment and beer.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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Maybe in the third clash, the winner of the first two will fall off his horse and be trampled to death? We need to consider all possibilities.
 

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