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Hey, near the city walls, a guard greeted you. - Ten coppers for entry into the city.
I took out two silver coins and handed one to the guard: - Keep the change. I looked at the second silver coin: - And could you tell me where to find a good weapons shop in the city? - I asked, holding up the coin...
Almaren Yes, good folk, a tragedy has struck here... I hardly know how to put it... in short, someone slaughtered the caravan that was heading this way, and that caravan was bringing me steel — rare, dwarven steel... there wasn't much — about a pood... That's it. If you, good folk, bring it back to me, then I shall teach you and your woman something useful, alright??? And I'll throw in another five silver on top! — the blacksmith looked at you almost pleadingly...
decided not to pay attention to the offensive "your woman", approached the blacksmith and said "Well, tell me where it happened, what the adversaries looked like, maybe someone noticed something unusual....?"
Howdy. - Two blocks from the city center *points the way*.[/COLOR][/B]
- Alright, bye. - I tossed a coin to the guard and headed in the indicated direction. Along the way, I noticed a tavern: "I should stop there later." Here's the armory, I stopped, looked at my leather armor... "Oh dear..." I went inside...
Howmi, a stocky gnome in multi-lensed glasses greeted you. A white, oil-stained shirt and a leather apron – he looked more like a mechanic than a blacksmith. - How can I help you, young friend? - his voice was cheerful, just a little tipsy.
2Knight and Sar The stranger turned to you and, unexpectedly, in a high, almost hysterical voice, shouted, "How dare you! Traitor! Not only did you run away, but you also failed to recognize your leader!!!" and jumped towards you... a really impressive jump – 10 meters from a standstill. Another jump, and he'll be right next to you... What do you do?
"Imp jumper... Well, jump then," Knight drew his dagger and prepared to dodge if necessary, "Sar, if anything happens, burn him..."
2Knight and Sar
And then you saw... SMOKE enter the hall! Whole and unharmed!!! But this one... in the cloak... he also noticed him and started jumping around Smoke like a grasshopper. And Smoke was stunned by the trap built into the wall (Smoke, for 2 of MY posts to SAR and KNIGHT, you don't move).
"Мы не герои. Мы сильны. Мы упрямы. Мы стараемся соблюдать условия контракта. Но мы не умираем за проигравших." Костоправ
"Мы не поклонники честной игры, если ее можно избежать. Девиз Отряда – максимальная эффективность при минимальном риске." Костоправ
Howie, a stocky gnome with multi-lensed glasses greeted you. A white shirt stained with oil, a leather apron – he looked more like a mechanic than a blacksmith. - How can I help you, young friend? - his voice was cheerful, just a little tipsy.
I looked at the gnome's equipment and asked without much hope: - Do you have any light armor for sale?
- Can it be found! - It was absolutely unclear from the tone whether your phrase made him laugh or offended him. - You won't find a better blacksmith than Dobrynya Samogonov within a thousand leagues! Do you have any special requests? - The gnome's eyes literally sparkled with eagerness to get to work.
Alright. I am very grateful to you, but if you ever allow yourself to insult Ada again, you can go get the steel yourself. And I will be able to disregard my principles. So, tell me.
Well, sorry about that,” mumbled the dwarf. “So, esteemed sirs, I know everything about the caravan – it was robbed on the third day of its journey from here, while traveling along the main road north… And people also say that Dark Elves were collecting tribute there, and the caravan leader refused to pay… but that’s a lie! Because, what elf would simply massacre a caravan and only steal the horses from the loot? So, do you agree?”
"Мы не герои. Мы сильны. Мы упрямы. Мы стараемся соблюдать условия контракта. Но мы не умираем за проигравших." Костоправ
"Мы не поклонники честной игры, если ее можно избежать. Девиз Отряда – максимальная эффективность при минимальном риске." Костоправ