Posts from Divine Journey

- Only after you explain something to us! - Redram sat down on the floor and started rubbing his shins to ease the pain from the big guy's grip.

- I suggest we play a game.

Siegfried searches the guard's body. And is the clothing wearable?

Nothing noteworthy except for a decent dagger (+3, damage: 9-11 (15-17) (physical), 5 (cold), Defense: 3). The clothing is wearable, but the size is a bit small.

- We don't have many options, do we? - Reynhold asks, rubbing the back of his head, as he regains his senses. "Laboratory? It seems I was right. I never thought I'd say this, but it's a sad situation."

I'll take a dagger! Will these boots even fit? Who's behind the mask?

Arntz Taymon.

It doesn't work that way.

Fanfiction for the Locken Epic.

- TAIMON!!! YOU’RE ANNOYING! - The Master of Espionage was prepared for Arnz’s arrival this time – it wasn’t difficult for such an experienced spy to tie himself to a chair.
- Boss, we have a problem! - The inspector was genuinely worried. - And what happened to you? BDSM?
- SHUT UP! IT’S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!!! - the boss furiously slammed his fist on the table. - WHAT’S GOING ON?!
- Okay, okay, - Taimon wasn’t in the mood for jokes. - I have a problem!
- IS THAT ALL?! - The Master impatiently clenched a heavy statuette of a gramophone in his hand.
- No, no. So, I was sitting in a hotel, where all sorts of riffraff were hanging out, the ones I told you about last time. And then BAM! - Arnz jerked suddenly, spreading his hands.
- DID SOMEONE HIT YOU ON THE HEAD?! - the boss burst out laughing.
- Something like that, - Taimon sullenly looked away. - And then I was transported to some kind of Dungeon. I barely woke up, in some rags...
- AND YOU FOUND VASELINE STAINS ON YOUR BUTT?! - tears streamed from the Master’s eyes as he laughed. - DON’T WORRY, I’LL GET YOU A VOUCHER FOR A SANATORIUM!
- That’s not the point! - the inspector, red with anger and shame, raised his voice. - All those people were there too. In the cells. But they can’t teleport like I can, - for the first time that day, Arnz smiled proudly. - I got out, like a boss.
- HERO! - the boss had just recovered from his fit of laughter and was now blowing his nose into the first piece of parchment he could find, which had a TOP SECRET seal on it. - AND HOW ARE YOU GOING TO WATCH THEM IF YOU RAN AWAY LIKE A COWARD?!
- Oops... - Taimon hesitated, smiling stupidly. - I didn’t think about that.
- YOU DON’T HAVE ANYTHING TO THINK WITH, I’VE BEEN SAYING THIS FOR A LONG TIME... - the Master didn’t finish his sentence. The inspector teleported out of the office. The thunder and whirlwind from the spell shook the bookcase, and the rarest, thick volumes began to fall on the boss, who was tied to the chair, and he only managed to shout "TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!!!!"

Heimir expresses his willingness to go with anyone in search of the fire mage and Reynold.

Yesterday, I wanted to eliminate him, but now I'm ready to look for him.

on a quest to find the fire mage

That's so sweet, considering you wanted to kill me just yesterday :3

I don't know yet, lol. I got disconnected. :)

Anter continued to stand in silence.

- Only after you explain something to us!

- Alright, alright! - The man spread his hands, - I'll explain the rules to you. They are very simple, so I think even creatures like you can understand them. In about an hour, both cells you are in will lower into a tank of acid, and you will die a painful death. However, this can be avoided. See the rope near each of your cells? All you have to do is pull it, and the person in the second cell will avoid death, but you will die. I understand, - the man spread his hands again, - this is a difficult decision, and it's all like that, so you can earn extra time by pulling the second rope, which each of you can reach; it will lead to the death of this homunculus, which you can observe in the third cell. With this, though, I don't think you'll hesitate. So, do you like the rules? I hope so.

[Gray]I didn't express a desire to kill Hostor.[/gray]