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#1771
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A day or two break, things are a mess here.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#1772
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Is it any different in the CIS countries?
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#1773
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I will be visiting Khokhlandia soon and plan to attack. I'm not sure if I'll be able to continue and at what pace. But if there is activity, I will try my best.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#1775
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Ugh, we won't finish this expansion either. 😩
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#1776
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Come on, just wait 5-10 years, and the war will be over.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#1777
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Wow, you're quite the optimist.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#1778
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Sky
After the battle, Cassius and Amalia head back to the castle. Tomorrow, Amalia will begin training with the healer and continue her training sessions, spending half a day on one and half a day on the other. The Knight intended to do the same, but in his case, it would be training and duels.
Their plans were not meant to come true – the constable, like most others that day, was shirking his duties at the church.

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Evil Lizard
- I see. And what about these... smoke bombs, fire bombs, and potions? Do you make those yourself too? Can you teach me how to make them?
-- Yes and yes.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#1779
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Count Orlov
Their plans were not meant to come true – the constable, like most others that day, was shirking his duties at the church.
Cassius sighed.
- Exactly. Today is the Day of Emptiness, or whatever it's called, right? And don't you need to go to church? - the knight asked Amalia.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#1780
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-- Could I...? I didn't dare upset the master...
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#1781
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Count Orlov
-- Yes, and yes.
- Well, thank you for your answers. As soon as I decide where to spend my limited budget first, I'll be back.

Voldemar decided to visit the burgomaster.

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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#1782
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Count Orlov
-- May I?.. I didn't dare anger the master...
- You may, - Cassius looked around. - There's not much else to do. I'll go too, and wait for you outside.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#1783
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AstralLein
Ottar was deep in thought again. And there was a lot to think about... The idea of selling the item on the black market sounded much better, but that would have to wait until tomorrow... Today, he could only go to the Castle under the pretext of visiting the constable and, at the same time, try to find the right Knight. He could also ask the Master if he happened to have any human blood stored in the secret alchemical cellars... but that was highly unlikely. The Master might have already guessed everything from the incident with the heart, or he might not. The limits of his friendliness didn't seem endless. 

– Tell me about this Knight, Master, – Ottar asked. – Is he a follower of the Void, or just a collector?

A few days ago, the Blooddrinker could still satisfy his thirst relatively easily, but now a streak of bad luck had begun... But at least he had money. It seemed that everything couldn't happen at once. Who would doubt that.
-- Yes, he's a Voidwalker, like most people in our country. He's an older man, blond and graying, so he's not too hard to recognize. And I won't tell you anything else – if the patient says too much about himself, it's my job not to spread it around. Here's your fifth lesson – if you know something, it's better not to show it, you'll live longer.

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Suddenly, an old medal appeared before his eyes. A spark of something familiar, something close, pierced the ghostly aura. He realized that he had lingered too long, that he had been playing the silent messenger of the Void for too long. It was time to put an end to this.
The burden of will is heavy, for it obliges one to exist, but the burden of memory is even heavier, for it confines existence, binds it, prevents it from disappearing or freely transforming in the whirlwinds of the Void, where images and concepts are free and mean nothing. Something in the Void has taken on this heavy burden, bound itself with the chains of the past, and since only this particle of Hargon now possesses will, the indifferent Void obeys it without question. 
Having materialized, it must make a choice. A heavy, viscous shell has enveloped it, imprisoned it, cut it off from the extra-spatial diversity of the eternally possible and never actual, and now there are only two paths – back, where the threads of images connected with this charred being lead, and forward, where the unknown awaits, but already has a terrifying – otherwise it could not be in the personal dungeon that the distorted consciousness has created for itself – form and threatens with the necessity of choice and struggle.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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#1784
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As they say, it doesn't hurt to try. You can try your luck with this knight. – Thank you, master, – Ottar nodded. – But if he's a vagabond, will I definitely be able to find him in the castle today? And how do they all fit into one single "sacred" place... there are thousands of vagabonds in the capital. Is there a multi-level dungeon hidden there?
Карты для героев 5

"Плата за любовь"
"Путь некроманта"
"Темные грани"
"Рок Гримхейма"
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#1785
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Sky
- Sure, - Cassius looked around. - There's not much else to do. I'll go wait for you outside.
Amalia disappears into the maw of the stone, and Cassius remains among the graves. If he needs a rest, the pit in the ground is at his service.

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As they say, it doesn't hurt to try. You can try your luck with this Knight.

- Thank you, Master, - Ottar nodded. - But if he's a Wanderer, will I definitely be able to find him in the Castle today?

And how do they all fit into one single "sacred" place... there are thousands of Wanderers in the capital. Is there a multi-level Dungeon hidden there?
-- Not necessarily, but he should be there tomorrow.

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Evil Lizard
- Well, thank you for the answers. As soon as I decide where to spend my limited budget first, I'll be back.

Voldemar decided to visit the Burgomaster.
The Burgomaster is not found, but Voldemar is almost knocked over by the Sheriff. The old man is clearly not in a good mood.
-- What do you want? - he croaks, looking at Voldemar with disapproval, and leaves him alone with the only guard and the clerk, who is temporarily acting as Burgomaster.

-- Sir... Voldemar, right? What is your business?
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers