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🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊Auto-translation in progress
Surprisingly, the old woman had some free potions for Aristarkh.
"Here," said the generous Clarissa, making the underachiever happy. "I don't know. From five to eight. It depends on how many I have left. I won't give them all away."
Healing Potion x3 (restores 40 health points, ends the turn if used in battle).
He takes the potion.
"Well, let's go, guys..."
They move to the next cell...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
The victorious love trio returns to the leaders' home. There, Mahra was waiting for them.
"Tomorrow morning we leave for the northern forest. Be ready," explained the master's right hand with gestures.
The chief alchemist himself is nowhere to be found, and soon it turns out that the wise man Utar has already left for the northern forest, ahead of the others and in the company of some important person from the Clans of Strife.
Why didn’t they go immediately? Anyway, there’s nothing useful to do in the Clans of Strife.
- Okay, if I don't have any tasks now, see you tomorrow,” said the girl to Mahra.
Well, if nothing holds me back, I'll go to my room and skip a day. If one or both of them want to come over, then okay, let's play.
Saaron looked at Hryashch with resignation. In the short time they had been talking, the grenadier had managed to become a madman and soul-eater in his eyes.
"I already tried. I sneaked into Kikki's house at night. But in the darkness, I didn't notice the evil uncle in black armor! He caught me and brutally whipped me with a belt!" The boy winced. "It's too early for me to be a rat hunter. And as for the eye-less ones… well, I don't want tentacles in my butt! Swordsmen who experienced the embrace of the tentacles returned different! And immediately went to Kikki!"
What horror! You wouldn't wish such a fate on an enemy!
Why are you being so secretive? Kikki is open to everyone whose beauty stat is above 1.
To celebrate the Mage Guild's birthday, all characters receive 0 experience points, +0 to all attributes, and Healing Potion x0 (restores 40 health, ends the turn if used in battle). Hooray!
The Mage Guild will be out and about in the evening (at any other time, he'll become a target if he tries to go outside), so for now, you can continue gaining experience.
By spending 1 action point, Aristarchus and his brothers set off towards the lair of the Crotes. The Crotes don't appreciate such initiative and ambush them early on.
The Zaye and КО formation is, unfortunately, unavailable.
For the cost of 1 action point, the not-so-weak character and her friends reach the descent into the caves. They can either continue along the mountains or descend downwards.
Mahra has assignments for you. The senior student takes the younger one by the hand and leads her into a back room of the chieftain's house. There, on an alchemical table, lay a decaying male corpse with a huge hole in its chest. A hideous thing protruded from the hole, consisting of a thick, smooth body and many tentacles. The monster had no head, but looking around, Ida could easily find it on another table. It wasn't a pleasant sight.
"You wanted to learn. Learn. Help me perform an autopsy on this corpse and the creature inside it."
Mahra gives Ida protective gloves and a face mask. She herself does not use any protection.
Mahra has assignments for you. The senior student takes the younger one by the hand and leads her into a back room of the chieftain's house. There, on an alchemical table, lay a decaying male corpse with a huge hole in its chest. A disgusting thing protruded from the hole, consisting of a thick, smooth body and many tentacles. The monster had no head, but looking around, Ida could easily find it on another table. It wasn't a pleasant sight.
"You wanted to learn. Learn. Help me perform an autopsy on this corpse and the creature inside it."
Mahra gives Ida protective gloves and a face mask. She herself does not use any protection.
So I don't understand. Is this the corpse of a Warrior Sage, which still contains tentacloid creatures from the caves? Or is it some kind of anthropomorphic…thing, spawned by the forest?
The thing that awaited dissection was capable of inducing a gag reflex. But Ida wasn't particularly bothered by this. No, the corpse certainly looked repulsive, but the girl perceived it no more than as a laboratory specimen. Lying there, it didn't threaten to grab her by the neck, devour her, or kill her. It just lay there, not bothering anyone, quietly emitting an odor in the process of natural decomposition. Ida put on protective gear and wondered how Mahra could be willing to work with bare hands. Was the head of the workshop so skilled that she didn't risk splashing some kind of bodily fluid on her face during the procedure? In any case, it wasn't Ida's business. Her job was to follow instructions and carry out the task assigned by Mahra. The girl began to cut, following the instructions given by Utar's favorite student.
Spending 3 action points, Ida, with Mahra’s help, extracts the parasite from the corpse. In the process, something strange is revealed: the parasite is nothing more than the mutated heart of the unfortunate man.
“I have never seen anything like this before. I don't sense any presence of the forest within it, but… previously, similar transformations were only recorded in creatures of the forest.”
Mahra began furiously writing something down in her diary.
Saaron looked at Hryash with resignation. In the short time they had been talking, the grenadier had managed to become a maniac and soul-eater in his eyes.
"I already tried. I sneaked into Kikki's house at night. But in the dark, I didn't notice the evil uncle in black armor! He caught me and brutally whipped me with a belt!" The boy winced. "It's too early for me to be among the rat catchers. And as for the eye-less ones... Well, I don't want tentacles in my ass! Swordsmen who experienced the embrace of the tentacles returned different! And immediately went to Kikki!"
What horror! You wouldn't wish such a fate on an enemy!
-- Whoever beats whom gets to do whatever he wants; that's the law. But I heard about a hero who was once grabbed by tentacles, but he didn't lose heart, and he came back with a friend, and they both grabbed the tentacles. He received many barter points and a new rank for this, and everything was great for him. So just sit at home like an owl. Hryash is casually assessing what his chances are of getting some involuntary donation from the guy for his mission – in other words, something to steal.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers