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- So, you're one of them? - Waimond asked with some indifference. - If you have any sympathy for your people, I wouldn't recommend going on this negotiation mission. That young brat is unlikely to resort to peaceful methods and will most likely prepare some nasty trick in case they refuse. And as for your training... - The scout carefully examined Lugus, then took an unopened bottle of vodka from a drawer and handed it to him. - Here's your assignment; once you finish it, you'll become a good warden. - Lancaster's face stretched into a drunken smile.
- This was also one of the reasons why I wanted to go, - Lugus stated. - If the negotiations are not intended to be peaceful, then I would like to prevent this and warn my people. I know that you don't like the new Magister, and I understand your views, which is why I came to you. - The Forest Warden fell silent for a few seconds, then continued, - As for your assignment, when should I start? Perhaps it would be better if we talked about everything tomorrow, and you could tell me about the details and where to begin.
When Joseph arrived at the wizard's mentor's apartment, he found him hurriedly gathering his things. Light leather armor, a one-handed blade, some vials with strange liquids, and other things that Joseph had never seen before in his life. Athelstan said that he was going to "save an innocent child" and that he didn't have time to talk.
- Has something serious happened? I have two free days before my next assignment, and I could help. - Joseph watched the rushing wizard with some surprise. - Besides, I have a couple of important topics that I would like to discuss. And one of them is Jonas Schneider.
- I wouldn't recommend it, - Lankater stated dryly. - Regardless of how you or I feel about the Magister, if you do this, you will definitely end up on the Order's list of criminals. Few stay there for long. - Waimond took a few more sips of the alcoholic beverage. - Regarding my task... it no longer matters. I decided to handle it myself, but I need someone, or a few people, to watch my back. Would you like to do this tomorrow? Please. ___________________________________ Atelstan remained silent for a long time, focusing on his preparations. Realizing that Joseph wouldn't leave him alone until he got answers, he finally spoke. - Yes, something happened. Some time ago, I sent one of the Order's members to escort a sorceress from the academy. I received a message from the academy's sorcerer mentor that he had successfully taken her away, but he didn't arrive here. For a long time, I racked my brains, trying to figure out what had happened. And now I have the answer. He took her to Mondnacht. I'm going to bring her back. Joseph... I've never met this person before; what's wrong with him?
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Torvar's eyes showed complete incomprehension. -- What's interfering with what?
Dalingr sighed wearily. - It doesn't matter. They die. We help the peasants. You get paid. Understand?
– No, I don’t understand,” Thorvar admitted honestly. “But you’re a good man, Dalingr, and I’ll figure it out, I’ll try.” The barbarian patted the homeowner on the shoulder. “Can you write to Haven and tell them that we are on an important mission in distant lands?”
...I can break the spell that threatens the lives of the peasants. However, it will take some of my time... - If you agree, I can start freeing the peasants' minds right now, - said the stranger.
David didn't like the stranger. Clearly, a noble upstart, and also skilled in magic. However, there was no one else to expect help from. Atelstan has left, I essentially have a linear storyline. :) David turned to the stranger: - You said the procedure would take some time. For obvious reasons, we can't leave them both here. Let's assume we agree. Will you be able to do it before we leave? Then the warrior nodded to Dalingr: - It's a serious matter, it can't be solved on the fly, you understand. We'll step aside with the guys and think it over.
В тихой однообразной жизни всегда так бывает: каждый отдельный день бесконечно долог, но месяцы и годы мчатся с непостижимой быстротой.
I wanted to offer you some flowers, but a crown would suit a princess like you much better
Смысл жизни в том, что жизнь на тебе не заканчивается
We have warriors assigned to assassination missions, a scout going to war, and an assassin wanting to participate in diplomatic negotiations. In short, everyone is busy with their own tasks. :D All that's left is to send the winged Aurora on a mission to a cave, and we'll have a complete set.
— Thorvar, are you sure you want to get involved in this? We don't have any assassins or scouts among us. And Theodore will be, to put it mildly, not very happy, — the Koraneian added after a moment of silence. — I'm going on this mission anyway, but it's definitely not a good idea for you two to act so rashly.
В тихой однообразной жизни всегда так бывает: каждый отдельный день бесконечно долог, но месяцы и годы мчатся с непостижимой быстротой.
I wanted to offer you some flowers, but a crown would suit a princess like you much better
Смысл жизни в том, что жизнь на тебе не заканчивается
Mariette finished another training session, had some квас and meat, and headed out to look for quests.
She wasn't exactly thrilled about the changes in the order, especially considering the circumstances under which they were made, but Jonas Schneider was definitely in his rightful place.
Arco, let's go together.
Tomorrow holds no promises Except the ones we've made
After talking to the first warden, Mike went back to the chief scout. After all, two days is enough time to complete some small task in the area or help sort out some data. In fact, Mike asked Waimond about any available mini-quests.
my car is being repaired and where to? to the Catharians? just don't tempt me, okay?
- I wouldn't recommend that. - Lankater stated dryly. - No matter how you or I feel about the Magister, if you do this, you will definitely end up on the Order's list of criminals. Few stay in it for long. - Waimond took a few more sips of the alcoholic beverage. - Regarding my task... Now it no longer matters. I decided to take care of it myself, but I need someone or a few people to watch my back. Would you like to do this tomorrow? Please.
- Okay, then we'll discuss everything tomorrow, - Lugus replied and left the room, taking a bottle of vodka with him. He decided not to waste time and immediately began preparing for the journey, so he went straight to the warehouse for equipment. He tried to find leather armor that wouldn't restrict his movements, a dozen good spears, and a short sword. He spent the rest of the time resting and generally tried to spend his time usefully.
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