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#1396
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- No questions for now, Mr. Uni. But if any arise, can we come back?

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Count Orlov
Empty Warrior 1 attacks Durthan and Spearman 2
Preemptive strike: miss
Durthan: Miss
Ignore
Spearman 2: 211 damage (1/120)
211 damage (death)
It just dawned on me that if the spearman had died immediately with -91 HP, Raul could have revived him. And that's what you get for "defending your homeland"...:D:D:D

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

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#1397
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A passive-aggressive desire to die looks exactly like this.

-- Sure, but be careful.

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Cassius receives
+3 HP permanently
+1 to accuracy permanently
+20 HP, +2 to charisma and etiquette, immunity to sanity damage until the end of the day

Giryach will finish the hangout soon, and then I'll continue.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#1398
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Count Orlov
-- Sure. Just be careful.
- I understand...

Voldemar and the slave are heading to the bathhouse. There, he will first find out all the "prices" for all available services... Male, female, "elite," and so on.

Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.

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#1399
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Hargen and Sandar can also invent their own style (but it will still cost OU).
—Yeah... —the berserker says meaningfully after a long pause, tossing the writing utensils into the empty mug. —With such a creation, it's not a pity to sink to the bottom of the void, to dissipate in the wind along with the knowledge of combat styles, so to speak... —running his hand over his forehead, he reads the resulting masterpiece of their joint creation once more. —It turned out great, guys. If mostly dark days are found in the world given to us, then for the sake of void balance, something like today had to happen. My face hurts, my mind hurts, but my soul has been cleansed by drinking and newly acquired wisdom. Let our fighting words spread throughout the world, from the cold north to the hot south, so that people can sincerely give each other slaps in the name of fun and the void.
He decides to think about the style later, during the process, as it is too difficult a task for an intoxicated mind.

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#1400
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While Sandar was engaged in a lively conversation with the brawlers, Aidan, looking bored, drank and thought about something else. During the discussion about the book, the mage proposed a special combat technique. Sandar's style: there are several options 1. Each new round gives a bonus to accuracy and evasion (maybe it depends on willpower), i.e., in the first round +1, in the second +2, etc. (but it might be difficult to calculate) 2. Attacks ignore parrying and break through the block (too strong?) There were also ideas about protection against paralysis or increasing the chance of a critical hit.

Be strong. Believe
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#1401
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The Vicious Lizard
- I see...

Voldemar and his slave are heading to the bathhouse. There, he first learns about all the "prices" for all available services... male, female, "elite," and so on.
The cost of basic services was the same for both the male and female sections, and for the elite room – the latter differed only in that you could additionally order wine, food, potions, and even musicians – the price here depended on the desired quality. A small elite room, designed for two people, cost 2 silver, a medium one, designed for four, cost four, and a large one, where ten or more people could fit, cost 10.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#1402
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a subject with a lackey-like appearance, previously unknown to her
- What are these scribbles? And who are you? Answer me.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
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#1403
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—Yeah... —the berserker says meaningfully after a long pause, tossing the writing utensils into the empty mug. —With such a masterpiece, it's not a pity to sink to the bottom of the void, to scatter in the wind with the knowledge of combat styles, so to speak... —He runs his hand over his forehead and reads the resulting masterpiece of their joint creation once more. —It turned out great, guys. If mostly dark days occur in the world given to us, then for the sake of void balance, something like today had to happen. My face hurts, my mind hurts, but my soul has been cleansed by drinking and newfound wisdom. Let our battle cry spread throughout the world, from the cold north to the hot south, so that people sincerely slap each other in the name of fun and the void.
—I wouldn't have expressed it better myself! —Sigheber drowns a tired but satisfied tear of a proud teacher in beer. —Here's literacy for you, for once it's not just a loss of sanity. Cheers, everyone! Well, the evening is just beginning — I suggest everyone grab a woman and continue the gathering in the bathhouse — so that not only souls and minds are cleansed, but also mortal bodies. Who's with me?
Judging by the cheerful expressions on their faces, almost everyone is. Only Baison, who was waiting for Rigobert in the tavern, and Hans refused at first. The latter was looking so intently at his meager purse that Daile had to bring him to his senses with a light tap on the back of the head and an assurance that if someone couldn't afford to chip in, someone else would chip in for him, because the coins are all the same, and they are unlikely to live to see next year, and even if they do meet again, the moment will be irrevocably lost.

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—What are these scribbles? And who are you? Answer me.
The lackey just opens his mouth, and it becomes clear that there will be no answer — because he has no tongue.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#1404
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and if my keratin treatment goes into the sauna, will it just melt right off? 🤓
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#1405
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Sandar's style: there are a few options
1. each new round gives a bonus to accuracy and evasion (maybe depends on willpower), so +1 on the first, +2 on the second, etc. (but it'll probably be a pain to calculate)
2. attacks ignore parry and pierce through block (too much?)

1. Have mercy on the GM
2. Could work, but then it'd be like x10

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Happy Life
and would my kerra melt right in the tub if she goes to the bathhouse? 🤓
Nah, the tub would freeze over
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#1406
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After giving it some thought, Voldemar sent the witch to wash up in the women's restroom, while he went to the men's.
Besides washing, he ordered a mug of beer for himself and the witch (if she wants), and decided it was time for a shave.
If the witch has any requests, he is ready to listen to them, but it is not certain that they will be granted...

Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.

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#1407
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- Emptiness, - the Lady comments on the obvious. - A mod for enthusiasts, but it's up to you. Maybe you could at least give a hint? - among other things, there's an attempt to assess the lackey based on his appearance/clothing; if she has never seen him, couldn't a similar style have been observed in the corresponding social class in the same Stronghold or somewhere else?
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
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Happy Life
- Emptiness, - the Lady comments on the obvious. - A mod for those who like it, but it's up to you. Maybe you could at least give a hint? - in addition, there's an attempt to assess the lackey based on his appearance/clothing; if she has never seen him, couldn't she have at least observed a similar style in the corresponding social class in the same Stronghold or somewhere else.
Judging by the riddle, his master is a wealthy old man who is trying to convince Tifa that he is a better match than some warrior with a sword and shield...smile04

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#1409
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Or the number of wealthy grandfathers that need to be taken care of today...
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#1410
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Hargen also doesn't refuse to join the general team. Like a wave following the call of the sea, today the void guides him along a shared path with the fist masters.

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