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In what other general hall?
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Нэйко
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From his small, fictional world.
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Arandor
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obviously, it's in the tavern.
Be strong. Believe
Нэйко
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I don't want to go to the tavern.
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Arandor
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I was talking about our party, not everyone. The others can sleep outside if they want.
Be strong. Believe
Ple-Sen
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I already got some sleep, thanks to the Assassin.
Wistrit
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Fang surveyed his companions with a conciliatory look.
- Gentlemen, there's no need to get nervous, - he said. - Being nervous is bad for your health, trust me. I've already offered my compromise. There's really no point in recruiting a large group, but I wouldn't mind having at least one more person.
The man looked at Matthias, focusing on his clothes.
- Can you take enemy attacks? - he asked him.
Without waiting for an answer, the celestial turned to Nel, but only smiled condescendingly:
- No, I won't ask you that question. The answer is obvious.
Fang spoke again, addressing both companions:
- Look, I think the ideal option would be to add one more ranged fighter to our team - an archer or a thrower of sharp objects, if there are any here - and a mage. If Matthias cannot be our main defensive force, then also an armored warrior. No more is needed, and less is dangerous. Matthias, listen, - the celestial addressed the mercenary, - I understand your concerns, but you also need to understand my reasons. At least one more person is definitely needed. I don't want to be in a high cave full of harpies spitting poison without ranged support. We won't be able to reach them. And yes, I'm just a healer. No, I know spells that will help you, let's say, feel better, but that's all. I hope you now agree with the need to complete our party.
Nel just shrugged.
Gods, what kind of creatures are these humans?
Yawning, the elf said:
- Okay, okay, there's time to think about it until morning.
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
Except the ones we've made
Thorium
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- Looking for something? Nah. And I wouldn't advise you to. But if you're burning with a desire for revenge, you can go there, - Bai Feng handed over the note he had just read, - however, in my opinion, there are plenty of adventures that will give you a hard time even in Deepwell. For example, if you're so eager to die, go down to the labyrinth under the local Temple.
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
Imaris
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Sorry for leaving so abruptly yesterday -_-
Faelvir, Khostor, and Lindeskar walked through the village, carrying two corpses and a spider head. There were only a few drunkards around, who didn't pay much attention to the strange group. "Where are we supposed to find the girl's mother?", Faelvir thought. Suddenly, a crying girl ran up to the group. "Here she is" - Faelvir mistook the girl for the mother.
From here on, Ney should write what she told us)
Faelvir, Khostor, and Lindeskar walked through the village, carrying two corpses and a spider head. There were only a few drunkards around, who didn't pay much attention to the strange group. "Where are we supposed to find the girl's mother?", Faelvir thought. Suddenly, a crying girl ran up to the group. "Here she is" - Faelvir mistook the girl for the mother.
From here on, Ney should write what she told us)
Nyashechka Kavai
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-Oh, god, not this...
- Excuse me, do you know any of the deceased?
Now it's Ney and Veggi
All sleeping on the street lose 10% HP due to "Cold". All sleeping in the tavern lose money. Those not sleeping have red eyes and a hatred of spiders.
Нэйко
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-Gentlemen, I'm not entirely sure, but I think I recognize this child. Today, I spoke with an unfortunate woman whose daughter went missing. It occurred to me that this girl might be her daughter. Although, no, I'm probably mistaken, I apologize...
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Nyashechka Kavai
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- Unfortunately, you probably weren't mistaken, - Hostor felt very uncomfortable carrying the corpse. - We set out to rescue a missing girl in the lair of giant spiders... but we were too late. And Vincent fell in battle - he was the first to decide to help the unfortunate girl and gathered us to assist. Now we want to take the bodies for burial... Could you guide us to that woman?
Нэйко
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-Vincent? Yes, indeed, I wasn't mistaken... Well, I simply must take you to this unfortunate woman.
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HoM[M]ie
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While the snake people were recovering from their swim in the muck, Heimyr lowered the old man’s body, leaning it against the well.
“Ah, here’s the cause of the poisoning; I need to report this. It will be dawn soon, and there’s no one else around, so I’ll go find the elder’s house myself, and you guys watch over the old man.”
Heimyr decided that a dwarf on the doorstep of the elder’s house in the pre-dawn hour would be less surprising than a snake person, and set off to find it. Fortunately, the village was small.
aka Sir Holmes aka David Jones.
Ple-Sen
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- I have no idea where you got this note, but thank you. By the way, I haven't heard about the labyrinth; could you tell me more? - said the battlemage, taking the note from the celestial's hand.
"A suspicious fellow. And where did he get the note? Still, there's some truth in his words. And I didn't come here to catch killers."