Posts from Divine Journey

Why don't we go see her?

- I've already been to her shop. She doesn't sell anything that could help against poison.

You could invite me too, if you're going -_-

- If it doesn't sell, it could still be made - Alco shrugged - I can hardly imagine someone who wouldn't care about the fate of the well from which they drink every day.

But besides the labyrinth, there's not much else to do in Deepwell right now. And they don't let large groups in there. Besides, it's not a certainty that all the keys are located in this village.

If I'm not mistaken, only one character knows about the keys.

- Hey, we're with you!

Heimir had just finished telling a story about proper bear nutrition.
- Ah, Kerlian, good to see you're with us! We've decided to head north, what do you think?

Unable to find his companion in the crowd (the lack of an eye made it difficult), Reynold, feeling quite tired, headed back to the tavern. "No, this won't do. I'm sure he's in cahoots with that blond fellow, sent to delay me. I'd better go back to the tavern and join a group of simpletons. They're certainly not as suspicious as that monk," Trust thought irritably as he pushed through the crowd. Finally, taking a deep breath of fresh air, he headed back to the tavern. Approaching the tavern, Reynold immediately noticed a motley group and, without much ceremony, addressed them: "Are you the ones looking for the Grail?" The battlemage looked determined, though somewhat irritated.

Where should I go, and what is even happening?

- I know nothing about any treasure; everything I've heard are just snippets of conversations here, in this tavern.
...
Having finished this threatening and mostly truthful tirade, he turned away and thanked the monk for tending to his wounds:
- It seems I was wrong about you; on behalf of my kind, I apologize.

- You haven't heard? - Fang said, slightly surprised. - So, the stories about it haven't reached your kingdom yet. They say that right here, not far from this village, there is something that could give a lot. But no one has any idea what this treasure is.
Having finished applying the alcohol-soaked cloth to the nix's skin, Fang took out a small jar of healing ointment and applied it directly to the wounds, saying:
- You may experience some minor unpleasant sensations now, but that's just the healing effect. This ointment will stop the bleeding and disinfect the wounds. Unfortunately, I don't have many bandages with me, so I'll save them for more serious injuries. You just need to try to protect the wounds from irritation and dirty places.
After applying the ointment to Siegfried's wounds, Fang turned to Daar.
"Hmm, another team assembler... - the celestial thought. - Should I join him?"
Fang stood up from the table and whispered quietly to Matthias:
- When you're done with that mage, come to me. I'll find out something from this elf.
The young man walked up to the counter and sat down next to Daar.
- Let's say I'm bored, - he said to the elf. - What do you suggest?

Sky, we are NEAR the tavern. Come to us.

The man's face didn't change at all; he didn't seem bothered by the insults directed at him, and in a calm voice, he stated, "I have explained my position to you, and there is no need for me to repeat myself. It is pointless to threaten us with war or raids, as this is a common political state between us, since your barbarian people know nothing but attacking defenseless villages. But he is still alive only because cave rats are not so easy to catch; they are slippery and cowardly creatures, hiding in the darkness," the wizard paused for a moment, then continued, "however, this does not apply to all of them. I will allow you to continue on your way, and I will only hope that one day we will meet on the battlefield," turning his gaze to Matthias, he finished his monologue, "I am glad that you agreed. Tell your master to give us 40 coins for the damage."

- Bartender, a beer!

- Of course! (-1)

Oh, I have a feeling we'll all end up gathering together into one big army of 20 characters. :)

Krabby, sorry, I made a mistake. My character is in front of the tavern, not inside.

Guys and gals, come join us with Menti and Hommi!

- Never mind, I have something.
I'M GOING TO REWARD MYSELF WITH SOMETHING. AND WHY DID I TAKE IT? BECAUSE I'M THRIFTY.

I will let you continue on your way, and I will only hope that one day we will meet on the battlefield.

Finally.
- I'm glad we understand each other. Until we meet again.
Siegfried gathered all his gear, stood up, and headed towards the exit of the tavern, casting a glance at his recent aristocratic acquaintance.
Now what? Amoka is gone, what should I do? It will be kind of pointless to go somewhere without him, especially since we agreed.

Having awakened from a long sleep, Helkehon headed to the tavern to satisfy his hunger and that of Mellon. Upon entering the tavern, he approached the innkeeper and ordered two pieces of meat, a mug of ale, and a bowl of water for the cat.