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...And no one even pointed out this mistake to me... Or maybe we can assume that the character has gone mad and is confusing himself with Dorian.

Considering what this guy is doing, you can really think that he's gone nuts...

- Hmm... Well, I've heard about "object 404"... It's like the beloved of one of the "soldiers." He, by the way, disappeared somewhere after that trip of ours. Have you, by the way, seen him since then? There was also one ugly... uh... fellow with him - he describes the appearance of Hatair and Dorian. Question for everyone.
- He owes someone a debt...
- And I don't know who "nightmares" and "chimeras" are. Where do they live?

- Beloved? What?.. Your acquaintance?..
Crystallia confirms that she has seen people who match the appearance of Hatair and Dorian.
- Nightmares were recently spotted in the Crimson Mountains, and chimeras are creatures that have been crossbred with each other through magic, nature, or science. They are quite rare.

- A beloved? What...? Your acquaintance?...
Crystallia confirms that she saw people who matched the appearance of Hataright and Dorian.
- Nightmares were recently spotted in the Crimson Mountains, and chimeras are creatures that have been magically, naturally, or scientifically crossbred. They are quite rare.

- Well, yeah. I was reading an announcement on the bulletin board: "Help me find my love." So, I go to the "author," and he... - Jingo recounts his first conversation with Hataright and Dorian, who were sitting next to him.
- So, based on his description, I figured out that his "love" is some kind of mutant from the abyss named "Object 404"...
- So, where did you see them, you say?

- What a strange story... - Gigantes didn't quite understand what was being discussed. - And who are "they"?

- What a strange story... - Gigantes didn't quite understand what was being discussed. - And who are "they"?

- Well, those two: the "lover" and his partner. Their names are Hataright and Dorian, I think...

- Well, those two: the "love-struck" one and his partner. I think their names are Hataright and Dorian...

- Ah, I see. - The strongman, unlike his partner, didn't get a good look at them, so he's a little confused about the sequence of this conversation.
- They were on the side of the "Flame of Civilization" in our recent battle against them, - the girl in the helmet nods towards the hat, - his comrades.

- A-a. - Unlike his companion, the strongman didn't notice them, so he got a little confused about the sequence of this conversation.
- They were on the side of the "Fire of Civilization" in our recent battle against them, - the girl in the helmet nods towards the hat, - his comrades.

The whirling of the madman's eyes, belonging to their mad owner, "accelerated" once again...

- Wow..., - the madman's attention smoothly "shifted" to the Hat.
- So, they are yours? Or rather, "now yours"? Did they "abandon" their Community? Or are they "playing a double game"? Well, if you happen to see him again, Hataraita, remind him that he promised to help me find the lost books. Or is it customary for you to promise and then "abandon" your commitments?

The whirling of the mad eyes of their mad owner "accelerated" once again...

- Wow..., - the madman's attention smoothly "shifted" to the Hat.
- So, they're yours? Or rather, "now yours"? Did you "abandon" your Community? Or are you "playing a double game"? Well, if you happen to see him again, that is, Hataraita, remind him that he promised to help me find the lost books. Or is it customary for you to promise and then "leave"?

- Okay, I'll pass it on to him. - The hypnotized man's response was as dry as possible.

- Haaaa... - Tokoton sighed heavily, lowering her shoulders so low that they almost touched her knees - apparently, she was quite flexible. - And after such cautious reflections, you still call yourself a traveler; it's almost exactly my way of thinking, the very one that prevented me from exploring a single location with these mysterious books and portraits. A simple solution is right in front of you, but it's boring.

Dorian gritted his teeth but didn't respond to this statement. Human women; perhaps he should follow Hatich's example and try his luck with other underground races. - Let me handle the dialogue, - he whispered to her. - Greetings, Lord! - he croaked, clearing his throat, his voice different from usual. - We are researchers from Ikazkan, and we have come here in peace, seeking answers to our questions. I see that you also have business in this Dungeon. If you wish, we can take you and your companions, if you have any, back to Ikazkan with us.

- Alright, I’ll pass it on to him. - The response of the hypnotized man was as dry as possible.

"Some kind of "stoned" guy, I guess... Maybe they're taking some kind of substances in their "fire"...", thought Jingo, watching Hat's speech.

- So, a horn of nightmare, a chimera's heart, and the blood of object 404..., - he writes down the second recipe.
- Well, let's try to find it...

Can we add the recipes to the list?

Jingo and Katarina leave the "investigation ward" and move... for now, to an unknown destination...

- So, what are your suggestions? - he asks his companion on the way.
- Should we go explore the caves? We're not ready to fight nightmares and chimeras yet, but maybe we'll find something related to the "bleach"...

- We can try. - Crystalia agreed, managing to chat with Jingo at the same time. - We don't need allies like that.

- Then I'll leave him with me for now, - Barley decided. - I need to think about what to do next, and for now, I should probably go to the dining hall.
The chef leaves the task of sharing information with other important people in the city to his colleagues in the guild.
by the way, can I not only give orders but also influence memory/implant suggestions? or just pretend?

- Really? I didn't notice the slightest difference. Well, except that the board was updated, - the warrior said, genuinely surprised. - Or he just didn't want to notice, - the duo commented indifferently, polishing their nails on their cloak. - Blueberry was still fussing about the fight with the syrniki. And also... Well, that's all. Ukon shrugs indifferently: - It's none of my business. Some thugs want to spill the blood of others, others want to tear the first ones apart, the third want to grab the heat from both of them, the fourth will jump out of the shadows to finish off the survivors, and the fifth... they sit together at the top of the tower and won't even flinch, even when it starts to crack, - he tries to find some words to refute himself, but can't. - As far as I'm concerned, let them thrash around in the sandbox as much as they want. Despite all the respect I have for the simplicity and friendliness of the locals, I can't remember anything that I would personally want to protect, although I agree with this principle. Apparently, I'm just a dry, uninteresting person who doesn't fit in anywhere, it didn't work out before, and it won't work out ever, - he barely manages to stop himself from spitting. Having finished this sudden monologue, he turns away. Blueberry, who listened to him with surprise, slowly puts her hand on his elbow, and he pulls away. After a few seconds, she repeats the action, without making any comment. - Perhaps my cup overflowed when even no one came to Kanau. The only thing I would like before the end is to take a breath of fresh air, and not this damned magma dust. But it's hardly possible... This is just my personal opinion, of course. It doesn't concern any of you three, - he regains his composure. - But what are you two planning?

Yeah, the stats are definitely not great. But this bracelet... with this bracelet, you can clear the antechamber of all its undead victims. A good thing.

Oh, the progenitor of the Sord people... What is this? Humans! They just appeared in the middle of the antechamber! That's what it means... and they shed blood and died here... although you can't get antechamber points without visiting the rooms. Interesting... Using teleportation to tactically spend activity points in the antechamber... sounds like a plan.

– Not bad, humans, not bad. To rewrite the rules of this place with magic... If I could do that, my companions wouldn't have died, – Rurek praised the uninvited guests without much hostility. – You humans always outsmart everyone. I've even stopped being surprised by your ingenuity. Especially when used for nefarious purposes. In fact, that's why I'm here. I'm very sad, and therefore you'll have to listen to my sad story.

Rurek twirled the bracelet in his hand, sighed, put it on, and began his story.

– There's something trustworthy about you, man with the cool mustache. Once I met a scorched human... He was about like you, only the opposite. He radiated distrust and malice. So! Once, my friend Vatagash and I decided to look for new friends. To fight the humans. Not all of them, but one clan of lustful firelings. We really wanted to stop their evil deeds. We gathered a whole squad of Sords! A mighty force, you might say, – Rurek grinned. – But not really... we found friends and went to look for even more friends. But instead, we met a squad of firelings who were moving into the forest with clearly bad intentions. We decided to stand up for the new friends and even drove away the hotheads, but... there was a "boom!" – Rurek snapped his fingers. – There's no more Vatagash, and many others are gone. But the leader of the firelings and a couple of his comrades escaped. I mentioned the scorched human, right? This leader had already crossed my path and was walking around with the scorched one. We didn't really know each other, but it's still annoying. What's my point? We believed in our strength. And in strong male friendship. But it turned out that one human, filled with some kind of evil energy, was enough to send a squad of Sords to oblivion. That's where I got my disfigurement, – Rurek touched his face. – I survived... but Vatagash didn't! If only I could turn to the higher powers... I would ask them to bring Vatagash back! And then... then I lost faith in the best and went to explore the antechamber for my new friends. Only, the friends, it seems, didn't really understand what this antechamber was. One was killed in the very first room, another lost his mind and skills, three fell victim to poison. And I survived again. Only now it's become difficult to breathe. Apparently, I caught something. And here we are. I have a beautiful bracelet and an improved hammer. But were they worth all the sacrifices? What do you think, humans?

The frank Sord stared at the huge idol. I wonder if he will even bargain with those who ended up in the center of the antechamber unfairly? Or does he not care?

- We have explosives; we can send him back with them, but there's a chance it won't work, - Barley replied. - Or we can make him work for us.

And then Mr. Hat realized that Kael wasn't such a bad guy after all.

- Then I'll leave him here for now, - Barley decided. - I need to think about what to do next, and for now, I should probably go to the cafeteria.

You could usually find Svar in the cafeteria, but for some reason, not right now (it was occupied by construction for Osha)... These were just more signs of the changes that had befallen Ikazkan.

by the way, can I not only give commands, but also influence memory/suggest things? or pretend to?

No, he still retains his will and mind. But pretending, yes, probably.

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- So, what are your suggestions? - he asks his companion on the way.
- Let's go explore the caves? We're not ready to fight nightmares and chimeras yet, but maybe we'll find something useful...

- There are probably no other options, so yes. Besides, I'm starting to get the feeling that even in the city itself, it's not as safe as it used to be.

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- I'm ashamed to admit it, because I initially actively supported the idea of a Tournament in honor of our beloved mentor, but when I saw your announcement, I involuntarily remembered our duel, in which I performed so poorly, and I decided not to tarnish this bright event with my presence. As for my precious sister, - Noxis strokes her head again, either out of pure affection or to strategically shut her rude mouth, - even though she is a good warrior, clearly better than me, any duel leaves an irreparable mark on her health. If only we had a cure... - Internally lamenting for the countless time, the young man maintains a polite expression. - As for what we have planned, it's a simple expedition to the nearest surroundings of Ikazkan. These lands are full of useful resources, so it would be good to acquire them. The problem is that dangers also lurk here at every turn, and we need to be well prepared for them. Unexpected inflammation, poisoning, bleeding - it would be stupid and regrettable to lose our lives just because we didn't have an antidote in our bag, don't you think? And most importantly, in my opinion, is the presence of a healer - without him, it's better not to go beyond the city limits.