Posts from RPG on the Portal. Auto-translated

I get up and hit the corpse with all my might, although, no, it's not just a corpse,
it's a zombie, or something that looks a lot like one...
It flies back...
The sword and axe are still intact... strange...
In a battle against a slow, armored, and tough enemy,
an axe is better...
With all my strength, I knock the head off the animated corpse...
It's headless, but it keeps coming...
I swing and strike... the undead splits in two...
Right, those were the dead's armor... I'll go check out the altar...

A traveler passes by, the hem of his white cloak covered in dust. He deftly pulls a two-handed sword from his back and, with a single blow, cleaves a living corpse that was sneaking up on Smok from behind.

:D I overlooked my nickname, which was written in Russian. So, I'm sitting in the tavern, enjoying a simple dinner, when suddenly I notice that the two arguing guys at a table in the corner (who have been shouting at each other for about 5 minutes) are starting to prepare some kind of spells against each other. "They're going to hit someone else," I thought, got up, and quickly walked over to the table (on the way, I recognized one of the arguers as the son of a blacksmith I knew). "What a coincidence, long time no see, we should have a drink for that!" I said to them, not addressing anyone in particular, but looking at the arguer I hadn't seen before. "Maid, bring us some beer," I continued, almost hearing the brains of the two already quite tipsy guys with two pairs of eyes creak as they stared at me, trying to remember, "Where have I seen him before?" "Yes, it's been a while since I've been in the glorious city of Irril," I continued, not giving them a chance to recover, and hearing three large mugs of beer being slammed onto the table. "Well, cheers to our meeting," I said, and leaning over to the mug (what a rare drink, where do they get something like this?), I noticed that my unexpected table companions were doing the same. I continue to chat in the same vein until the unfamiliar arguer simply passes out from the alcohol. I ask the tavern owner where the respectable "passed-out" man is staying and, upon learning that he's in room 3 on the second floor, I take him up there, throw him on the bed, take a couple of coins from him (I'm not going to pay for all the beer he drank), and go down to the first floor, surprised to find that it's raining inside the tavern, although it stops immediately, and the second arguer is already gone. Well, I know where he lives, so I'll finish my dinner and visit him at home (maybe I'll spend the night in normal conditions instead of this dirty tavern) - because if I hadn't intervened, the young man (and probably not just him) would have gotten a lightning bolt to the head - his opponent started preparing a magical attack first. After finishing my dinner and paying the tavern owner, I headed straight to the blacksmith's house, and his son slipped away unnoticed, not even saying thank you. "Someone must have cast a rain spell in the tavern," I thought as I walked along the familiar streets of my childhood, I wonder who? Oh well, maybe I'll ask the tavern keeper tomorrow who it was, I don't need to go back now when the blacksmith's house is just around the corner.

OK!!!
Inquisitor – penalty (READ IT!!!) 5 copper coins, Joe, also a penalty.

SA – please do not disturb... Your curator is Supr!!!
OT – BREAKFAST FROM MORNING (I don't have time:(:(:(:(:(:()

I'd like ten of those Elves, and a few stronger ones... Yes, that many... - I heard a heavy sword swing and a woman's screaming cry behind me. I turned around... A tall, broad-shouldered Knight with a huge two-handed sword stood before me. His cloak was white, covered in crosses. A Paladin...
Thank you very much - I said. - May I know the name of such a valiant warrior?

OFF-GAME:
I hope the descriptions of actions performed by other characters are not considered role-playing?

P.S. A request to Tengu to cancel the penalty against Inka; he just didn't understand right away who you meant.

P.P.S.

A traveler passes by; the hem of his white cloak is covered in dust. He deftly pulls a two-handed sword from behind his back and with one blow cuts down a living dead creature that was sneaking up on Novizard from behind.

Inka! The guy with the magic eye - that's me!;) Read my "file" on the first page.

KNIGHT, strangely enough, the dwarf seemed familiar to you... Oh damn!!! It's your employer!!! How he ended up here is beyond you...
He softly calls out to you, "Kni-ight, come out!!! Don't be afraid, I won't kill you... I have some business..."
What do we do???

Givi, you come to your senses in the vicinity of the city... Oh d-damn, around you are HUMAN knights(!!), and you yourself are unarmed... But you MIGHT be able to untie the rope

Saruman, arriving in Mistrad, you cross paths with your friend — a ghost mage rushing along the road to the dwarven capital...
Entering your boss's house, you see his corpse on the floor, and in the air — a message — "Follow the ghost..." Your actions???

Adelaide, arriving at the scene, you see some ignorant person in the distance moving toward a strange altar... It is the Al-Sagra altar!!! The Altar of Elemental Necromancer!!! Deadly dangerous for EVERYONE!!! Your actions???

Knight, strangely enough, the dwarf seems familiar to you... Oh, damn! It's your employer! You don't understand how he got here...
He quietly calls out to you, "Knight, come out! Don't be afraid, I won't kill you... I have a matter to discuss..."
What do we do?

Knight jumps down from the rock and quietly lands on the damp sand of the cave. The dwarf hasn't seen him yet. The Assassin steps slightly out of the shadows and says: "I have two questions: how did you find me here, and what is this matter about?"

"Firstly, dragons aren't asked such questions, and secondly... Well, lad, have you heard of the Gates of Chaos? The entire Stronghold needs a key... You find 4 halves, come to me... Oh yes, to be allowed in, you need to show the guard a medallion... I forge the key, give it to you... You open the gates, and that's it... The royal reward is ANY weapon of the Underlords," the dwarf says to you (and simultaneously slips a medallion with a strange symbol into your hand – a phoenix against the backdrop of the Mountain of Fear). "And one more thing... (strange words in Dwarvish, FLASH... You are at the exit of the city)."

Givi, you regain consciousness near the city... Oh, damn, you are surrounded by KNIGHTS (!!), and you are unarmed... But you MIGHT be able to untie the rope.

"I've done worse at assassin school"-I thought, and I untied the rope using all the escape techniques. Then I found (on the knight with my weapon) a spot where the armor doesn't cover the body and struck there (in the neck) with a deadly blow. I quickly grabbed the weapon and disappeared into the distance... "Well, luck is on my side!"-I thought.

"First, dragons aren't asked such questions, and second... Well, kid, have you heard of the Gates of Chaos? The entire Stronghold needs a key... You find 4 halves, come to me... Oh yes, to be allowed in, you'll need to show the guard a medallion... I forge the key, give it to you... You open the gates, and that's it... Well, the royal reward is ANY weapon of the Underlords" - says the dwarf (and hands you a medallion with a strange symbol - a phoenix against the backdrop of the Mountain of Fear). "And also... (strange words in Dwarvish, FLASH... You are at the exit of the city)"

"Will there be an advance payment?

Yes, yes... But luck is not something to be trifled with... You accidentally stumble, fall on a sleeping Knight... BOOM!!! Everyone wakes up... Your chances are 0... Of winning, of course... What do we do, eh, Givi??

Added 6 minutes later
You say, Knight... still not realizing that the dwarf is long gone, and you have a bag with the Dwarf's Enchanted Dagger and 10 gold under your feet... Suddenly, you notice a patrol in the distance, clearly dangerous for you... What do you do???

(GIWI!!! You're in the middle of a field!!!!! So this post doesn't count!!! And there are about 40 Knights there...)

You say, Knight... not yet realizing that the dwarf has long disappeared, and you have a bag with the Dwarven Enchanted Dagger and 10 gold under your feet... Suddenly, you notice a Barbarian in the distance, heading towards the Altar... the Altar of the Dead... What are your actions???

"Barbarians, what the heck... I'd better go to the city, to the mages' guild, maybe they know something about the gates..." With these words, the Knight goes back the way he came, out of the gloomy dungeons... But he decides to observe the Barbarian's actions anyway... "Curiosity will be the death of me..."

(GIWI!!! You're in the middle of a field!!!!! So this post doesn't count!!! And there are about 40 knights there...)

While the knight is down, I stun him. I hide on the ground under my cloak; I'm invisible in the darkness, but several knights are running ahead. I take out my crossbow and shoot them. They all die. Suddenly, I hear horses running behind me: five more knights are galloping towards me. I quickly jump onto one, slashing his throat. I do the same with the others, jumping from one to another. I quickly shot down another ten with my crossbow. Suddenly, I see that I'm surrounded by the remaining 20. "Damn! I don't like this! Okay, Plan B." - I thought. I jumped over one and ran into the bushes. They started setting them on fire; the bushes burned down in seconds, but when they burned... They saw that I was gone! I quickly escaped under the cover of night, so they didn't notice me...

I instantly teleport and push the ignorant fellow away from the altar (one more second and something terrible would have happened...). This ignorant fellow turned out to be a dwarf in dirty clothes and with a greasy beard; he was lying on the ground near the altar and looked at me fearfully...