Posts from Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

Does he sign? If so, how?

If they weren't so blue, Voldemar would have had a harder time with the failures caused by their common sense...

- We headed to the slums. The sheriff stayed at the entrance and tasked me with commanding the "operation".
- In the house indicated by that scum we dragged in, the gang wasn't there. Instead, some bald guy was sitting there. He said everyone was hiding in a dungeon next to the house. I decided not to touch him until we dealt with the gang, which was a mistake. The bastard escaped... I described his appearance to the sheriff; he can be put on a wanted list.
- The gang really was hiding in the Dungeon next to the house. There were... 15 heads in total, including the leader. The passage was cluttered with traps. Both moving and stationary. We had to fight our way through them.

- Mostly they were scum with knives and clubs, but there were also seasoned warriors with crossbows, spears, and axes... 

- The leader turned out to be an abomination. Now I can say with certainty that I "saw" her and "even spoke"... Unusual. She didn't "play" with cold like others of her kind, but with magic involving "getting into heads". She had no intention of surrendering. I had to destroy her...

- Only the witch who escaped last time remained alive. The "right hand," by all appearances. Perhaps an "apprentice"... I handed her over to the sheriff. She should be interrogated after she comes to same.

- As for the bald guy, I don't know what his role was among them. But he looked as if he were disappointed in something. I suspect he is also an abomination. He looks something like this.

has anyone taken the academy quest yet?

If you don't want to claim her life, we'll execute her this evening. A fitting end to a day of Merriment, wouldn't you say?

If you don't want to claim her life, we'll execute her this evening. A fitting end to a day of Merriment, wouldn't you say?

That's 75 silver from the Academy, and another 75 went to the guards. They're thrilled with these brains – if you understand anything about it, you can go see them.

– And finally, I passed on information about your, Voldemar, successes to higher authorities, and they are very interested in you. So please don't get too carried away with the celebration today and come to the Stronghold in a decent manner this evening.

And just for my ears – which of the participants in the operation would you personally highlight as the best? The cunning fat man, of course, highlighted himself, and you a little, but I'm curious, who else in this city could I rely on in the future.

. except for Cassius, who ran away with his woman.

. Nebok, will you do it for 5 gold?

-- Well, lads, to our health! -- Sigheber raises his mug and begins his speech. -- You fought well today, and I'm glad to see that the veterans haven't abandoned this glorious pastime, and the new faces are still fitting in with our group. We drink, we eat, we flirt with the girls – it's a day of Merriment, once a year. And, while we're still sober enough, I'll mention that books are being written about us. At least, about our fistfights. Hargen recently acquired some – if you're in the mood, he can read to us.

Ehh... I'm afraid I don't quite understand what "claiming ownership of her life" means. No, a slave wouldn't hurt, of course, but... she's a witch, she "gets into your head"... Who knows what she might do. I almost lost my mind yesterday... And I don't even have a mansion to keep slaves in... - Voldemar chuckled.
- I need to think about it... But can I talk to her?

And what does "presentable appearance" mean? Etiquette 10?

- Hmm... Personally, I was impressed by the fighter who volunteered to join us in the slums. Valerikh, I think. He wasn't afraid. And he looked pretty good in battle...

-- You could have killed her, but you didn't, so by law, she can be your slave. You understand that all the responsibility associated with this will also fall on you. Of course, if she poisons you or something, we'll execute her, but that won't console you. But you can talk to her, of course – she's in prison, it's across the street from here.

-- Can't we leave you two alone? -- Raoul chuckles. -- Or do you need moral support? No, if anything, I can chat with her, and you can listen from behind the door, -- Arno continues the joke. -- We'll be those typical buddies who say all sorts of nonsense when you finally decide to talk to a girl, and now the opportunity has finally come, -- Gratin finishes.