Posts from Magnus’s RPG empire on the portal. Auto-translated

So you keep running, posting 10 times. In the distance, you see a dwarven fortress. But how will you disguise your dead horse? The dwarves will send you straight to the gallows. You have one post left before reaching the city.

But suddenly a lich appears and casts plague on you. -20 HP, for 3 of your units. And throws a dagger at you -15 HP.

Not quite reaching the dwarf city, I dismounted, found a suitable ravine, drove my horse into it, and buried it, just in case, placing a forked branch, found in the forest, pointing upwards, at the burial site.
Then, I wrapped my face in a cloak and, concealing the necromancer's attributes beneath it, entered the city and headed to the tavern!

"Oh... Where am I... Who am I..." - I mumbled barely audibly... Hmm... I recognize myself... I know how to use weapons... (basically, none of my skills have disappeared)
"Hmm... A cave... Where should I go... Inward, further, or outward, back..." - I said... I felt incredibly weak... I hobbled deeper into the cave, and my memory slowly began to return...

"Oh, look, a BALD HEAD!!!" - I thought... I made a fierce face, drew my dagger, broke it, and rushed at the lich, hitting him (-50 HP)...

You're in a tavern. A man approaches you and gives you a scroll with a map. You need to travel 7 locations to reach the brotherhood.

He was an archlich. And with a single stab of his dagger, he deals -10 HP.

+2m (6) -20(HP)

I don't care who it is, I'll take its head off with the second hit... and I'll start swinging my axe, separating the skeletons' bones from themselves...

And here comes another one... a wolf!
I wonder where they all come from. Would you like to explore the cave?

The battle is over. The peasants express their gratitude and give you 5 silver coins. "Thank you," said the elder. "Otherwise, we wouldn't have repelled them. This undead even appears here. It's strange. Apparently, the empire is losing. Would you like some tea?" asked the tavern owner.

+2m (8) -20HP
I had some tea (+10HP) and started talking to the elder.
-I haven't decided who I'm with! - I tell him - And I want to make a choice, who does your village support?

My memory has completely returned, and the weakness is gone. I prepared for battle, took out my club, and took a fighting stance...

*From the perspective of the tavern keeper*
And here comes the evening... Now Joe Hangins will come, his grandson was born today... I need to congratulate the old man... Ryska! Put the pots on the stove... Oh, and who is this strange vagrant? I hope he's not really a ghoul... Although, a ghoul won't get past the silver cross at the entrance - it will definitely pee itself... But this one seems alright...
- Good evening, sir... Is the tavern still open?
- Why would it be closed, my dear? Of course, it's open!
- That's good... Well, anyway... A mug of the best ale! And a steak with blood! I'll stay for a while... How much do I owe you?
- Oh, don't worry! You can pay when you leave!
- Okay... *brr... what a strange visitor* Do you have rooms for the night?
- Of course! And they're cheap - 1 silver coin. (off-game - Magnus, a silver coin is a lot of money.)
- I'll think about it...
*Tengro Ark*
Excellent. The ghost said something about a table in the back corner and that someone would contact me... We'll wait. But this habit of putting a cross at the entrance... brr-r.*I sit down at the table, they bring me dinner, and I eat...*

I killed him too...
Yes, I want to, I went to investigate.