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this undead is literally worse than fire elementals, btw

I didn't send him on a suicide mission.

tell me when he takes all the territory around the capital from other settlements

Yeah, most would prefer to sit in their caves and do nothing. Pros: they don't interfere. Cons: they don't interfere with the cheesemakers either.

– I think we'll start with your teacher. I wanted to meet him anyway, – Rurek decided after some thought. – He may not like using his fists, but he's smart. He knows a lot, which means he can give advice. Where does Ganba live? And where is the Sho tribe's camp?

Dono? That very Dono? Enslaved by the cheesemakers? Well, it's unlikely that we'll be able to do anything about it... unless the humans help and somehow free the tribe from its cheese addiction.

– Hmm... I imagined training differently, – the splattered one looked sympathetically at the beaten one.
– Well, are we "stocking up" on provisions and going?

—... And then some fat maniac showed up! His eyes glowed with fiery light, and he said something like, "I'll twist your head and feed it to that stupid cat!" ... And he started to subjugate everyone to his will and brutally destroy the rest. ... And Khatych, my buddy, almost died there! But then I prayed to Onushka, and he was saved, and I somehow survived too! ... But now, if I return to Ikazkan, they will execute me, and the other guys will feed me to the worms. I don't like worms, they are disgusting and slimy! Bee.

—...
—Eh, but there's nothing I can do. Thank you, kind SukAyushka. – finally regains his former mood. – Maybe it will work out! Although these are foolish hopes. Hmm... Let's share our treasure chest treasures, and then exchange them at the tent shop as promised.

Osh will wait until the fire mages and clawed ones tear each other apart. We'll finish off the survivors.

- Let's go.
Heading towards the Swark's canteen, Jingo and Katarina discover an announcement about recruiting warriors for a tournament in honor of Kanau - in the halls of the warrior community.

The misfortunes that befell Dorian were difficult for the enigmatic winged creature to comprehend, but sensing the mood of its companion, it nevertheless tried to cheer him up to the best of its limited abilities.
- Let's "share," but how? I don't know how.

—Well, we can do it the human way, or the elven way. We found them together, my cleverness and your wings, so to speak! The human way is that each of us takes one item, and then we flip a coin to decide who gets the last one. Or, we can each say which item would be most useful and which we want the most, and if they happen to be the same, then someone gives way to the other.

- Shall we go? Not to "participate." Not with my health... But maybe we can find some "bodyguard"... What do you say?

- Well, I think the conclusion is that someone wanted others to find this chest, so they crafted a one-time-use key. Logical, right? I think it's logical. ...With drawings? Take them. And I'll take the skill book, maybe I'll learn something useful. There's only the portrait left.

- Aren't those two from around here?.. Maybe another opportunity will arise to obtain a valuable ingredient.

- But why put something in a chest if you want others to find it? Is this some kind of game? - He looks at the portrait. - For some reason, it evokes a strange feeling in my chest.

I want it too 🥺