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Posts from Sacred Haven of DebaucheryAuto-translated
I remember, I remember these places. The docks, the Haven, and the Necropolis in the cemetery.
Смысла нет, но вы держитесь там. Удачи, здоровья, хорошего настроения! И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день
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!
In a dark, dark dungeon
Lived a terrible necromancer
He brewed potions from corpses
He had a talent for it
He cursed everything in the world
And especially people
He masturbated in front of children
He hated children
He summoned various spirits
Reviving the dead
He was not afraid of divine retribution
And other holy fathers
He desired immortality
And the power of a lich
So that demons would serve him
That was his dream
He didn't like paladins
And he didn't like monks
He had his reasons for that
He set their church on fire
The paladins got angry
And they are looking for the necromancer everywhere
But he sits there, content
Smiling slightly
Смысла нет, но вы держитесь там. Удачи, здоровья, хорошего настроения! И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день
In a dark, dark dungeon
Lived a terrible paladin
He masturbated in front of children
Because he was alone.
Смысла нет, но вы держитесь там. Удачи, здоровья, хорошего настроения! И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день
There once lived a terrible necromancer, Who wasn't friends with rhyme. When he learned to be evil, He became addicted to witchcraft, And he didn't give a damn about rhyme.
The paladins are unhappy. Come on, guys, how is this possible?! If there's someone like that around, Who recites such strange verses, How can we, the paladins, be? We need to protect the land!
1. Suddenly, a party with four mages appeared. 2. Neb and the ghosts of the children he killed. I noticed that many of the creeps from the first part appear, and you can kill them. I hope this tradition continues in The Black. 3. And this is Aeri. I'm very glad that I bought her a mace that increases her strength to 18. I used buffs, and she single-handedly defeated a Rakshasa (it couldn't even do anything to her), and then finished off the kobolds.
Смысла нет, но вы держитесь там. Удачи, здоровья, хорошего настроения! И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день