Posts from RPG 2 – The demons are coming!!! Auto-translated

- "Calm down, Comrade Smoke, calm down... whoever shows their emotions to everyone without any apparent reason is actually weak..." - the mage winked - "and regarding the city of dark elves, I completely agree with you, especially since I don't hold a grudge against them, unlike their..." - Saruman stopped abruptly and spat conspicuously on the grass...

"From their light-aligned brethren?...But I don't seem to be expressing much emotion...you're wrong about that..."

- "That's better..." - the mage rejoiced, then said - "...Well, I don't have very pleasant memories associated with the light-aligned factions, but let's not talk about that now... Right now, the main thing is to make sure that the dark elf patrols don't shoot us, mistaking us for spies of the Gray Alliance" - the mage said seriously...

"They won't accept us, they won't accept us..." - I said confidently...
"Okay, and here are the caves... Let's go..." - I said and walked into the cave...

- "...But I don't think so..." the mage said after a moment of thought, then added, "...if we had a Knight with us, we could easily get through... but as it is, think about it yourself (if you can): a mage, who doesn't look like a Warlock or any of the more or less friendly Necromancers, and a hired, burly Barbarian... so we need to proceed carefully!" - said Saruman...

The Barbarian clearly understood the meaning of the mage's words...
"Hired!?...Say anything like that again, and I'll knock you out!..." - I said with a clear note of anger...
"Go back and go to the Necromancers if you're afraid!..." - I growled again...
I went further into the cave...

- "...But I don't think so..." the mage said after a moment of thought, and then added, "if we had a Knight with us, then yes, we could easily pass... but as it is, think about it yourself ("if there's anything to think about" - the mage thought to himself): the mage, who doesn't look like a Warlock or even remotely friendly Necromancer, and also a hired, burly Barbarian... so we need to proceed carefully!" - said Saruman...

Hmm... I sensed someone appear behind me... A swift strike to the abdomen... The enemy stumbles back and crashes to the ground... Ah, it's Knight...
"What the hell, are you completely crazy!?... I would have killed you already..." - I said angrily to my new companion...

"Wow... only Smog could deliver such a blow. But this isn't Smog..." Night got to his feet. It's hard to recover after such a powerful hit. His head felt like it was about to explode, as if he'd had a wild drinking spree in one of Alstran's taverns. The assassin collapsed to the ground again...

Hmm... I hit him too hard... well, let him lie there...
"Sar, here's your elf, wait for him to recover and then go..." - I said to the mage, and I went inside the cave...

Tanya, a familiar voice echoed in your mind:
- Tanya, Tanya, answer me!

- "Well, well, they left me as a guard again" - the mage whined, then sat down next to the Knight and began to meditate...

"Yeah... I really need a break from all this wandering... Now I hear someone mumbling. Are they burying me? Then why am I still talking to myself? Ah, the third stage of spirit, yes... I should at least see who's burying me, because it's not very comfortable to be buried by a tribe of barbarians who often beat up a lifeless corpse until its second death...". Night opened his eyes slightly and saw the same mage he had intended to attack. "Well, this old geezer not only knocked me out, but he also wants to turn me into a scarecrow... Wait, it's Saruman! Hey, can you hear me? What's going on?"