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"A healer...," Matthias mused to himself, "yes, a healer is perhaps the best option." -My specialization? Well, let's just say I'm quite proficient with certain types of cold weapons. -Please forgive my impertinence, but does your assistance come at a certain price? A share of the loot, or perhaps just a certain amount of coins?[/QUOTE] That was the monk's answer and question.. It's best to insert the answer to the question into your post, preferably at the beginning, so as not to lose time synchronization.
Отдай свои прошлые сны, В сомненьях себя обрети, В бешеном танце душа кружится! Не думай, что будет потом, Здесь и сейчас мы живем, Стань хоть на миг сам собой, слышишь!
Отдай свои прошлые сны, В сомненьях себя обрети, В бешеном танце душа кружится! Не думай, что будет потом, Здесь и сейчас мы живем, Стань хоть на миг сам собой, слышишь!
- Hello, I understand you are the owner of this establishment? I have a few questions for you. Could you tell me what is currently known about the Grail? I mean, not just any old tales, but useful information, or tell me about those who might have this information. Researchers, adventurers... even the Count's people! I'm also interested in information about wanted bandits, those who are notorious.
- Unfortunately, I can't tell you anything you haven't already heard, but... If anyone knows about your "Grail," it's undoubtedly our Duke. Perhaps General Catherine, who is also his chief advisor and, at times, bodyguard, might be able to tell you more. As for the bandits... I've never heard of them. Could it be that there are people with bad intentions in our lands?
- And please, a pint of good, strong ale.
- Certainly.
Bai Feng stood on a small platform and skeptically examined the obelisk. Unable to restrain himself, he said sarcastically: - Amazing. Architectural wonders...
At first glance, there was nothing unusual about the obelisk.
Lucius examines the Temple.
The architecture of the Temple was no different from what could be seen in the other parts of the ruins, and, surprisingly, it was empty. Everything of even slight value that might have been here had long been looted, and only a lone priest, standing by a strange door, filled this emptiness.
Location: Ziggurat, Selenite Empire camp Tasks: Find the person in charge, negotiate possible support.
From what Aaren learned from the ordinary soldiers, he found out that the person in charge here is none other than a certain General Catherine, and also her exact location in the camp.
- Allow me to interrupt you, sir - Ley Lan said politely - but I would like to order a veal roast and a glass of beer - the girl has always been interested in this alcoholic drink, but in her life, she has never had the opportunity to try it. - And also something else... have you heard of the glorious traveler Furon? Has he been in your area?
The owner gladly provided the girl with her order (-5 coins) and answered her question - no, child, I've never heard that name.
And since that's the case... - he interrupted his thought and shouted - Bartender! Beer!
- Of course! Will one glass be enough, or perhaps your companion would also like to taste this miraculous drink?
Hostor, Faelvir, Daar, and Vincent head to the spider's lair. Details later (consider that you are currently on the road).
Faëlvir is studying the "Neutralize Poison" spell.
By the way, I've come up with a way to balance the Wisdom bonuses. It will be responsible for mana regeneration in combat.
- Thank you for the information, - said Reynold, smiling contentedly. The fact that he wasn't being hunted lifted the battle mage's spirits. He took a mug of ale and sat down at the nearest available table. "Now, I need to decide what to do first. Should I go to General Catherine or find a group for myself? I think I'll start with the latter. Madam General won't run away from me, but a suitable group might go looking without me, which would be a shame." - Reynold mused, slowly emptying his mug. Having made a decision, he began to look among the visitors for those who most resembled adventurers. And, it must be said, it wasn't difficult, as there were too many foreigners in the tavern, almost more than the villagers. But Trust didn't rush to approach them; instead, he carefully listened to the conversations, as much as possible in the noisy tavern.
- Of course! Will one glass be enough, or perhaps your companion would also like to taste this miraculous drink?
-No, no, just one glass of beer. If your water is free, then give her some water, but if you have to pay for it, she'll manage, I think - Alco took a sip and continued - I see you have a very lively place here, right? And do you happen to know anyone who could use a swordsman for a quick, but well-paid job?
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?
- I see you have quite a lively place here, don't you? And do you happen to know anyone who could use a swordsman for a quick, but well-paid job?
The innkeeper filled a mug with beer and a glass with water, handed them to the new guests, and then replied - A swordsman for hire? I don't think so. Everyone here is busy trying to figure out where they are and why they came here, so I doubt anyone would need your services.
Really? I thought there were some minimal time intervals. Oh, okay. Nokou inspected the ziggurat and started chatting with the soldiers (actually, only Nokou was chatting, as the soldiers were either sleeping or looking at him suspiciously, expecting some trick). Then, some boy from the village ran up and said that he hadn't brought water because it was contaminated. While the soldiers were gathering their courage to give the boy a good scolding, Nokou, driven by curiosity, was already rushing towards the well.
Bai Feng was about to move on when he remembered something. He recalled his childhood habit of leaving his autograph in various places. Bai Feng looked around, took out a shuriken, and approached the obelisk, intending to leave his signature hieroglyph, "wind," on it.
Ты страшился тысячи вещей... Но все это были лишь маски, лишь видимости. На самом деле страшило тебя только одно решиться сделать шаг в неизвестное, маленький шаг через все существующие предосторожности. И кто хоть один раз оказывал великое доверие, полагался на судьбу, тот обретал свободу.
Мы не свободные, вольно танцующие автобусы. Мы – привязанные троллейбусы и трамваи
To Bai Fen's surprise, not even a scratch appeared on the obelisk.
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-So, who can help me understand? -Alko took another, even deeper sip - does anyone know anything about this...treasure?
The owner looked at his interlocutor with weariness in his eyes. How many people have asked me about this? Sigh. - I advise you to contact General Catherine. You can find her in the Ziggurat, where the army camp is now located.
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