Posts from 🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊 Auto-translation in progress

For the price of 1 action point, Ida and Zulak heroically reach Goros. He is doing fine. The warrior got stuck in a snowdrift but managed to get out on his own. On the other side, however, the cultist engaged in an unequal battle with the elements. And won. At the cost of injury and losing all healing potions.

Cultist Sorn-Tarna takes 50 damage

The storm delivers its last, most powerful blow. It spares no one.

All squad members take 40 damage
All squad members lose 1 consumable

The storm subsides. Its fury moves eastward.

"What a mess..." Goros whispered heavily. "I haven't encountered such a strong blizzard in a long time..."
"I sense the will of the Twisting Nether here," muttered the cultist.

The surviving members of the battered squad gathered together and began counting their losses.

Squad

Goros [15] (110/150) (2 potions)
Cultist Sorn-Tarna [13] (10/100) (0 potions, 1 ritual blood)
Zulak [12] (70/110) (0 potions, 2 ales)
Ida [12] (40/80) (1 "Tenderness")
Fighter 1 [12] (70/110) (2 potions)
Fighter 2 [12] (70/110) (2 potions)
Fighter 3 [12] (70/110) (2 potions)
Fighter 4 [12] (70/110) (2 potions)
Fighter 5 [12] (70/110) (2 potions)

"It was worth asking Mahru to help with a potion," Ida sighed when she realized she had lost one bottle of "Tenderness." She didn't like this whole "adventure" at all, but she had no choice. As long as she was alive, that was good enough. All that remained for her was to follow the others further

Aristarch arrives at Cyra’s house. There he finds an unpleasant old man. Unfortunately, Ferdu is nowhere to be found. “Heh-heh, what can I do for you, little novice?” It seems that Lisichka no longer bothers Cyra.

Round II

Kikki attacks target Snow Rat-ogre 15 with weapon Rapier
Snow Rat-ogre 15 takes 23 damage (-11/35)
Snow Rat-ogre 15 dies
Rook-Shator attacks target Snow Rat-ogre 4 with fists
Snow Rat-ogre 4 takes 55 damage (-20/35)
Snow Rat-ogre 4 dies
Ice Flesh uses ability Flesh Will

Turn order:

Snow Rat-ogre 1 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 3 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 5 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 6 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 7 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 10 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 11 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 12 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 13 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 14 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 17 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 19 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 20 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 21 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 22 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 23 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 24 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 26 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 27 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 28 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Snow Rat-ogre 30 [20] (35/35) Flesh Will (1)
Kikki [19] (50/80) (4 potions, 2 subjugators)
Rook-Shator [17] (116/140) (3 potions, 3 meats)
Ice Flesh [15] (29/90)
Sir Gortreng [15] (102/150) (6 potions, 3 salads, 3 elixirs, 99 arrows) <<<
Crag [12] (10/70) (3 potions, 3 weak bombs, 2 bombs)

Aristarch arrives at Cyra’s house. There he finds a grumpy old man. Unfortunately, Ferdu is nowhere to be found.

“Heh-heh, what can I do for you, little brother?”

It seems the Fox no longer bothered Cyra.

“You probably meant ‘grandson,’ grandpa?”

“- Yes, I wanted to see what kind of ‘fox’ was bothering you here, but I don't see any ‘fox’ around. It looks like the problem has already been solved?
- Maybe you could tell me something interesting, old… uh… ‘little brother’?”

The fox problem was indeed solved, but the grumpy old man demanded an exchange for it – 5 barter points.

The fox problem was indeed solved, but that grumpy old man demanded an exchange of 5 barter points for something interesting…

- Ah, “little brother”… If you knew how I get these “barter points”... Don't you want to go with me to some caves? You can see it all with your own eyes...

With Black Sword at level 11, if you kill someone, it shoots White.
Cartilage heals

Cir shook his head negatively. “I already know everything, my little dumpling. Only Leradu knows more than I do, heh-heh.” The old man looked confident in his words.

Cir shook his head negatively.

"I already know everything, my little sweetie pie. Only Leradu knows more than I do, heh-heh."

The old man looked confident in his words.

- Well, okay…
- So, you know a lot of “interesting” things? Alright, how about you just tell me something for the first time, as one apprentice to another? If I like it, I’ll come back next time. And not just for fun anymore. Maybe even more than once… What do you say?

Cir looked slyly at Aristarchus. “I’ve heard that song many times, novice. But alright: Master Utar planted two roots for his student, Mahra: one made of leather and one chthonic. You already knew this, but it's convincing, isn't it? Heh-heh?” The old man chuckled.

It's already public knowledge anyway.

Cir looked slyly at Aristarchus.

“I’ve heard this song many times, novice. But alright: Master Utar planted two roots in his student Mahra – a leather one and a chthonic one. You already knew that, but it's convincing, isn't it, heh-heh?”

The old man chuckled.

- Exactly! Of course, it's convincing, ahahaha… Let me guess… She lost her ability to speak from the chthonic root, and from the leather one… I don’t want to know…

“And you wanted 5 points for this? You’re quite the joker, grandpa…”

“No insignificant games of nature can break our fighting spirit!” – Tsulak, who had nothing valuable on him, was ready to continue. “Heal the seriously wounded, friends, for no one expects an unexpected turn of fate.”

"The most important thing is to heal the cultist," Ida pointed out. "He's really feeling terrible right now."