RPG on the Portal. — RPG: a game by Tengro.

AlexeyPank

12/12/2006 7:49 PM UTC

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Almaren completely forgot about the time. They reached the village quickly – on a passing cart. But the journey back... I wonder where they can find horses here? The horses were found on the outskirts of the village. For ten silver coins, he managed to buy a decent stallion, which brought Almaren and Adelaide back to the city by evening.

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Геройский Интернационал
Клан Homo homini - основатель клана
Член РКСМ с 07.07.07.
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Ta Kotoraya...

12/12/2006 8:13 PM UTC

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Nowizard;53264

That elf, the one who gave you the quest – he suddenly feels like he wants to mentally connect with you. - Time is running out. Attack the demon city now. - and the voice faded...

-Now???? What even happened? Hello!!!!
I told Vizu and Home about this strange message.

Home;53341

- Damn! We won't get a break! But still, I'd be happy to chop up a few demons! - I jumped up from the chair and went to the door, waiting for my friends...

-Hold on, he's so quick! I think the city assault won't be limited to just a few demons! And still... what a weird elf! What kind of assault? What happened? He should at least explain everything properly!
-Anyway - I think this is important. We need to inform the others. Although storming the city with only the dwarves is suicide... We'll have to come up with some trick - otherwise, we won't succeed!!! Home, send Falcon with a message for Sage and the others. The situation is urgent.
-And in the meantime- the sorceress turned to Vizu -we'll think. I'm not very good at tactics, and I haven't participated in city assaults. But...
The sorceress began to draw something in the air with her staff... The sad young man by the window was talking to the falcon that had just arrived...

Если тебе не везёт в жизни, - играй в какую-нибудь другую игру:rolleyes:
Лидер клана "Из многих единое"

Приключения – это сплошные неприятности, только про них почему-то потом интересно вспоминать...

Sage

12/12/2006 8:59 PM UTC

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Dr gIVI;53607

-Sage, I think we should go to the "Dryad's Nest" tavern. It's quiet there, so Verdan shouldn't be too rowdy, I hope... What do you think, Artes? Sage?

- I agree with you, Givi. A quieter place is better for us—Verdan needs peace and quiet for now,- I answered him, and after asking Bromnatria for directions, we set off for the specified location.
The tavern indeed turned out to be quiet. Only a few patrons—elves—were sitting in the small general hall. The owner of the tavern was a dryad (who else?), who happily rented us rooms for the night—apparently, visitors needing lodging didn't stop by her tavern very often. In one of the rooms, we laid the still-unconscious Verdan on the bed. - Well, I can keep watch over our friend who is prone to escaping, and you can eat in the meantime, if you want, of course,- I suggested.

Твой дом там, где твоё сердце.
Все люди - братья, но в каждом из нас спит волк.

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Смок

12/13/2006 6:17 AM UTC

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"Yaka-tekbe-drutya...Poishika-aka-mnyakoy...(I am your friend...Follow me)" - the blob mumbled...I believed it...After all, such creatures are usually good and kind...but not to everyone...it's kind to me...
We wandered through the forest for a long time...Now it's night...
We approach a tavern...the "Dryad's Nest" tavern...Suddenly, I notice an elf...He seems to be in a similar state...No, a little different...Heh...Something tells me that this is the very elf I need...
"Spakasabo...Mneka-nuna-vaka-tavarkana...(thank you, I need to go to the tavern)" - I said to the blob...
"Pozhaluikaysa...Pokuaaka...(You're welcome...Goodbye)" - the blob replied and crawled away somewhere...
Oh, damn...The poison is taking effect...My mind is a little clouded...
I stumble into the tavern...
"Drink...Wine...Innkeeper...Bring me wine or whatever you have..." - I say to the innkeeper...
From the side:
A barbarian bursts into the quiet tavern...He's a little out of it...He walks up to the counter and rudely demands a drink...

Ничего нет только у мёртвого - у живого есть хотя бы жизнь...

Nowizard

12/13/2006 8:49 AM UTC

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Verdan sat quietly at a table in the tavern, listening to the dryads sing on the small stage... he couldn't understand the words, of course, but that was even better. Their song blended into one pleasant symphony for him...
Suddenly, a slightly tipsy barbarian burst into the peaceful tavern. He approached the counter and rudely demanded a glass of wine...
At the word "wine," Verdan immediately perked up, but Sage reacted in time and firmly placed his hand on his shoulder.

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Ta Kotoraya, homie.
- Since the elf said to perform now, it must be important. I suggest this plan: the dwarves are excellent in defense, and we need to use that... - and Novizard began to tell Tanya his plan...

Бог есть любовь

AlexeyPank

12/13/2006 8:54 AM UTC

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Shortly after the Barbarian entered the tavern, two skeletons burst in, summoned by Almare to guard his companion. They had shields on their backs, riddled with arrows. (The guards at the gate did their job, assuming they were chasing the wounded Barbarian).
Everyone present jumped up, drew their swords, axes, and other weapons. Following the skeletons, guards rushed into the tavern, unleashing their weapons upon them.
The skeletons couldn't withstand such an onslaught, but they didn't crumble to dust; they simply vanished (as they had been summoned).
The commander of the guards exclaimed: "These aren't real skeletons! Someone managed to summon them! Alert, there must be Necromancers nearby!"

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Геройский Интернационал
Клан Homo homini - основатель клана
Член РКСМ с 07.07.07.
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HoM[M]ie

12/13/2006 10:19 AM UTC

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I sent a slightly confused falcon to our friends; I was in a hurry with the "briefing" and messed everything up, barely managing to get it all sorted out.

I returned to our table, where Nowizard was explaining some plan to Ta Kotoraya, probably about a siege...
OFF-GAME: Tanya, can I call you by your name? Your nickname doesn't decline well...

aka Sir Holmes aka David Jones.

Eric Wynn

12/13/2006 11:55 AM UTC

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Woke up. Left the room. "Alright, let's go find that company. First, we should check the taverns – they must have stayed somewhere."

Убей в себе государство...
Е.Летов царство ему небесное...

Ибо во многой мудрости много печали,умножающий познание умножает скобь...
Царь Соломон

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Dr gIVI

12/13/2006 11:56 AM UTC

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Nowizard;53706

Verdan sat quietly at a table in the tavern, listening to the dryads singing on the small stage... he couldn't understand the words, of course, but that was even better. Their song blended into one pleasant symphony for him...
Suddenly, a somewhat tipsy Barbarian burst into the peaceful tavern. He approached the counter and rudely demanded a glass of wine...
At the word "wine," Verdan immediately perked up, but Sage reacted in time and firmly placed his hand on his shoulder.

-Thank you, Sage... You stopped him in time...I looked at the Barbarian. -And who are you? - I asked the Barbarian.

Eric Wynn

12/13/2006 1:35 PM UTC

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After questioning the locals, I learned that some drugged-up Barbarian was holed up in the "Dryad's Nest." I'm so tired of these pointy-eared creatures! Oh well, I'll go there and see if it's the one I'm looking for. I approach. What's all the commotion? Guards are at the door. It's probably a drunken brawl involving the Barbarian.

Убей в себе государство...
Е.Летов царство ему небесное...

Ибо во многой мудрости много печали,умножающий познание умножает скобь...
Царь Соломон

Magnus

12/13/2006 3:45 PM UTC

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I was sipping ale in the tavern when I saw Verdan and his men. Suddenly, a Barbarian appeared with two skeletons. This confirms my suspicions. The Sorceress has found Verdan. I approached him and his friends.
I'm Magnus, and he's John. We are mages from the silver cities, and we've come to help you. Be careful. Beware of the Sorceress. She needs Verdan's amulet. They are likely already here. We need to hurry.

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Смок

12/13/2006 3:50 PM UTC

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Heh... An Elf...
"Wait..." I reply to the elf... I grab a mug of the wine that was given to me... Heh... It seems the poison is getting stronger...
"Heh... Who am I?... Blah-blah... I am me... Gugaga... I am a Barbarian... Vaprol-lorpa-marop..." - the poison once again clouded my mind...
"Heh... Apruka-mashruka..." - I mumbled and passed out for a moment...

Ничего нет только у мёртвого - у живого есть хотя бы жизнь...

Аделаида

12/13/2006 3:55 PM UTC

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Suddenly, I felt a surge of anxiety for Smok, as we had left him in the forest, albeit under the guard of two skeletons, but they were just skeletons...
I took out a communication device from my pocket (I've forgotten the exact name), squeezed it with all my might, and mentally asked Smok where he was and if he needed my and Almare's help right now.