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#92
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Add katanas and scythes.
One-handed and two-handed weapons already exist.

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#93
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One-handed and two-handed weapons already exist.
What do one-handed and two-handed weapons have to do with anything?
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
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#94
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And is a scythe a one-handed or two-handed weapon?
А, вот почему.

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#95
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A cutting remark is a psychological weapon.
 

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#96
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Drakkoska
Is a scythe a one-handed or two-handed weapon?
It's a peasant's weapon.
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
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#97
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Theohar O'Reg ||| Theohar ||| Theo



Appearance:
Tall, well-built, perhaps excessively lean, young, but his face looks much older than his age.
Equipment + Inventory:
Long cloak with a hood, comfortable leather shoes, durable and convenient gloves (to prevent hands from overheating during spellcasting), a small blade for close combat.
Some money to complete the Order's assignments, a Spellbook (as befits any wizard).
Character:
Ambitious, goal-oriented, talented, quiet, calm, somewhat withdrawn. He does not value or respect anyone except himself. He treats others with open disdain.
Intelligent, honest, never takes risks without reason. Always assesses the situation before acting. Ruthless towards his enemies, although he always acts rationally and prudently, trying to think through all moves in advance, and avoiding foolish mistakes and hasty decisions.
Theo achieves his greatest successes on missions to eliminate criminals who are undesirable to the Order.
In principle, he never tries to humiliate or offend anyone. Don't bother him, and he won't bother you. Therefore, he may not have friends; however, he doesn't need them either.
Biography:
Theohar is the last descendant of the once ancient, wealthy, powerful, and famous O'Reg family throughout Catharia, distinguished primarily by its excellent mages.
Theohar's father was killed twelve years ago during a brutal war with Helikayt, after which his elder brother, Danran, became the heir, vowing to avenge his father and secretly indulging in black magic.
It was Danran who arranged a massacre at the mansion of one of Helikayt's generals, but his stupidly overconfident attempt was interrupted by the timely arrival of people from the Order of Watchers. Danran was caught, tried, and sentenced to death, but he managed to escape. Thus, Theohar's older brother is still wanted.
Catharian leadership is extremely concerned about Danran's actions; the fallen, ruined state has no interest in another war. The O'Reg family is deprived of all titles and ranks and also exiled from the capital of Catharia.
A few years later, Theohar's mother passed away. The young wizard, already actively practicing fire magic, decides to enter public service, with the sole purpose of restoring his family's lost honor. And he succeeds quite well. Ambitious and goal-oriented, Theo does not care about costs, efforts, or wasted time, nor anyone or anything, literally paving his way to the top of Catharia's career ladder, skillfully bypassing his competitors and pushing some of them down. He is always someone to be reckoned with.
Theohar manages to restore the O'Reg family to the higher nobility, but he doesn't stop there. The wizard becomes one of the members of Catharia's military council; he longs to lead an army on a campaign against Helikayt one day, "a state unworthy of existence," as he himself calls it.
But everything changes one day. Theohar's beloved girlfriend, from a wealthy aristocratic family, turns out to be a victim of a demon-worshipping maniac. In a burst of uncontrollable rage, Theohar catches up with the criminal and burns him, along with the entire nearby village. Several people and guards die in the fire before it can be extinguished. Theohar himself is captured by people from the Order of Watchers, but, taking into account all mitigating circumstances, the mage receives only a severe reprimand.
After this incident, Theohar decides to dedicate his life to serving the Order. He searches for, detains, and destroys particularly dangerous sorcerers, and always completes the tasks assigned to him. Knowing his open disdain for others, which has only grown over the years, combined with secrecy and withdrawal, "the authorities" usually send him on solo missions. But Theohar is glad about that. He is torn between wanting to devote the rest of his life to merciless revenge on dark mages and demon worshippers or returning to Catharia, where he may be able to take a high position at the queen's court.
Skill Points
Magic I--->Magic II--->Magic III (15) + Brain Blast, Spirit Spear, Mirror Image, Invisibility (10). 0 Skill Points remaining.
Race: Catharian.
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#98
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Did you think I'd make a grim warrior or some nimble, non-canonical elf? Think again!



Name: Damien Gris De Crépuscule

Short Biography: The boy grew up without a mother, who died after the birth of his sister Lily. Being the son of a wealthy man, Damien lived in comfort and luxury. His father, Fabien Deses De Crépuscule, a major arms manufacturer, encouraged and supported his beloved son in all his endeavors, allowing him to do whatever he pleased. Damien took full advantage of the freedom and opportunities granted to him, becoming an entrepreneur.

He opened his first brothel at the age of seventeen. Deceit and lies, cunning and betrayal, provocations and murders allowed him to seriously expand his business over time. His establishments became the most famous and frequented. But one of them was special. "Grey Sky" differed from all other brothels in its exclusivity. An exquisite facade, rich interior decoration, expensive furniture, sculptures, and paintings by famous artists. All the girls working there were found personally by Damien. Only wealthy members of society could visit it. Gris loved this wonderful place and his business.

Damien often uses the services of his own establishments and is always glad for a new girl in bed. And sometimes he doesn't mind relaxing in the arms of his own sister. Beautiful women are the only thing that helps him forget, if only for a while. They became like wine to him, drowning out suicidal thoughts, soothing the pain and bitterness of a terrible loss. The loss of *her*. The loss of the one and only. The loss of the Goddess. A loss that sucked the life out of him and left only emptiness. Only he knows how and why she died, but memories of that day bring too much pain...

He met her completely by chance and initially intended to recruit her, or as more often happens, force her to work for him, but something went wrong. She charmed his heart and captivated his soul. Gris did not know how such a simple girl could have such an influence on him. On him, a man who had seen many beauties in his life. It was magic, but no, she wasn't a witch, she was... She was the light in his darkness, a saint in a sinner's world, the first and last true love...

After her death, Damien became withdrawn and cold. It is extremely difficult to provoke an emotional response from him. He speaks very little and only about business. Courteous and prudent. He calmly perceives any events happening around him. He has a weakness for the chosen ones of the moon. Boredom and a longing that grew with each passing day pushed him toward the decision to enter the service of the order, leaving the business to his sister.

Equipment: cane-sword, paper cards advertising brothels.

Skills:
1) Member of the Dungeon (7).
2) Magic I (4).
3) Magic II (5), Mind Reading (1).
4) Magic III (6), Mind control (2).
Total: 25.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#99
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Olam Havel
You thought I would create a tough warrior or a nimble, non-canonical elf?
No, I thought you would kill the astronomer =/
..разым двазым трызым рызым пята лата сигерь мата локом боком крюк за крюк из бульмы бульма урюк..
Знание некоторых закономерностей освобождает от изучения многих фактов.
Мечты сбываются рано или поздно, так или иначе.
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#100
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Arandor scored in the chat.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#101
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You're in the chat too. Try refreshing the page.
А, вот почему.

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#102
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Arandor will be offended and won’t want to be friends with me anymore.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#103
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You promised to throw knives at my back, and now you want to be friends?

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#104
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Well, I was just kidding. That’s how close friends always joke.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#105
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And close friends keep you warm at night if it's too cold to sleep in the forest. Okay, I agree.

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#106
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I’m a close friend, but not that close.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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