Posts from ? Ikazkan -> Tezot

- Society? Which one?

You can.

- This is all very sad! Can't they see the magnificence of Óna precisely because they have fewer eyes than necessary?! I hope they will see the light and reconsider. For now, I advise you to cooperate with the elf Osham; he works in a similar direction.

- Uh-huh. There's still work to be done..., - Katarina.
- Well, the goal is clear. We will strive for it..., - Fait.

They go to see some Kam to find out what kind of bleach he needs...

- Defenders of Ikazkan! - Osh said proudly. - Our goal is to honor Ona and protect our beautiful city from internal and external ill-wishers who disrupt the harmony of mutual coexistence.

Upon arriving at the location, they find an elf dressed in rather creepy armor. He is busy practicing swinging a cool-looking scythe.

Tired of this pantomime, Chernika, with his paws folded on his chest, emerges from the darkness behind him and diligently reads all the notices.
None of them utter a word – perhaps due to mutual resentment towards each other, or perhaps because they lack the energy to argue. After exchanging a sidelong glance, they almost simultaneously move towards Shiko – he is, after all, a couple of steps ahead, as only he could know the way.

- A-a-a! So, that's what you're talking about. Then I don't even know what to advise, because even if you grow wings, you'll just be shot down with arrows or even spears. Alright, since this is my mistake, after the Meeting, I will still take you back to Ikazkan, and maybe even take this sorcerer and his friends back with me, if they agree. But keep in mind that this is an inelegant solution and disregards the courage and efforts of those who overcame this path on their own feet and with their own hands, tearing out the guts of monsters!

- I can show him a Sord, maybe he'll find it interesting. - Of course, Ivilayka didn't understand why anyone needed to "read" something, even her beloved Ona.

Well, it seems the other two options won't be useful...
- Okay, - replied Barley, and then suggested conducting a survey right here, in front of the other members of the group.
The cook turns to the prisoner, using a ring.
- Tell me everything about yourself, your organization, its location, and the way to get there. And what is your plan? What do you want to do?

- H-h-hello... We... we saw an ad. We want to know what in-gre-di-ents you need...

"Even a crooked person can't look like that. Another pointy-eared madman," Ucon thinks.
"Another crazy little human who has a mental disorder and doesn't know his place in the world," Chernika thinks.

They both nod in unison to his question.

- Elegance is good, but you yourself said that the brave remain in the ground, so this is a good example. - Dora's gaze falls on the sphere again. - They will all finish each other off there. But if we met humans, we would face the fate of this snake, so I don't know whether to be happy or sad... Maybe I can still pick up their fallen bodies before they die, what do you think? Then maybe we can negotiate a peaceful parting.