Posts from ? Ikazkan -> Tezot

Let's say I want a conviction that involves protecting Ikazkan from internal and external threats. His followers act in the name of Ona, but technically, they just deal with types like Gnolls. And at the same time, they will defend the city if necessary.

- The glowing thing... I suppose it's not some kind of mineral? It's unlikely that medicine is made from stones... A plant? - he asks his companion.

He examines a randomly found star-shaped object to determine what it is...

Roulette

Rurek was ready to swear on Ony’s heel that Kof himself had long ceased to be an ordinary furry, and his claws differed from his eyes almost as much as Orcs differed from Elves. However, he received no answer. Instead, Rurek turned to his fellow thinkers. It was their turn to speak. Especially Vatagash, who was eager to be heard first.

I think I was going down to the cauldrons...

- This is moss. We saw it in sector D3, but you need skilled hands to collect it.

- Now let's see what's in block A.

They emerge into the zero block of mineral rivers.

[Mineral Rivers 0]
25% Encounter with another character. ❌
25% Passage to one of the sectors turns out to be blocked. A character with the Mining skill and 1 action point to spend is needed to clear the blockage. ❌

“It feels like I’ve walked into someone else’s house. There’s a servant at the entrance, and traps on both sides. It would be an awkward encounter…” muttering to himself, Dorian continues down the path.

Since there was little point in removing his disguise against the blind, Dor simply approached the pot-headed creature:
—Ahem, hello... Am I disturbing you?

- Hmm, contemplation is an important activity, but it wouldn't be wise to avoid new conversations either. Hmm, I have a good ear – this entire sector is practically on the palm of my hand. Good thing you didn't touch Sukaya, or I would have cursed you. These Ivalai... - He waves his pot thoughtfully. - They themselves are carefree, and this very carefree nature causes trouble for others.

—I've already earned myself a couple of curses with my own deeds. —he sighed and sat down on a stone nearby. —But it's good that you're looking after them. They are like those... well, you know. It's not right to offend them. —he looked around thoughtfully. —And what are you digging for?

They enter Block A...

The firmness of Vatagash's opinion could have caused an earthquake in the underworld. Rurek could not help but agree with his friend's sharp remark.

– Indeed. There are two options. One is an old-fashioned tribe of some kind of Eye. They live primitively, they are trusting, people came and now our Furies are slaves and mining ore for people. The other is Claws, which are superior to the Eyes in every way and can turn the people's world upside down. What am I talking about... – Rurek's voice sounded extremely peaceful. – You are a hunter, chief. You observe the prey, study its habits, and so on. All this made you a great warrior and destroyer of people. There is no reason to hide your strengths. Without these strengths, we will not be able to defeat the heavily armed Cheesemen. They have some kind of powerful Wizard, spies, and who knows what else. Now is not the time to argue. We have a common enemy, and that enemy must be eliminated. I think everyone agrees with that. I propose to you, chief, an alliance. Let's join forces and crush the Cheesemen! This will be a long and hard battle. The enemy is monstrously dangerous and strong. If we don't unite, they will cut us down one by one. Besides, I can also attract the Elves to our side. As for the rest of the humans... we are not Humans, so we won't make any predictions. We'll deal with them later.

What a cunning fellow. He sets traps, goes to the gym more often than he eats, makes some plans, and still calls himself an ordinary Fury! Yes, that's how Furies looked throughout their history.