Posts from Dal Shabet Auto-translated

"I'm not sure he deserves it," said Dal Lang. But she stopped herself. "Alright, if you're going to fight him, I'll support you, just because that's my warrior's duty. But if, because of you, we get caught in a trap, or we act rashly, or we just kill a creature that wasn't really bothering anyone... I wash my hands of it. And don't forget that Paroxys hasn't returned from scouting yet. He might have more valuable information, information that requires action."

"I wouldn't say I know these places well, but I will certainly be happy to help with this noble cause," said the Khonthai, carefully examining his companions. "I once had an unpleasant encounter with a woman, presumably a witch, in these parts, but I don't remember her looking remotely like a plant, or having pink hair."

"Alright, I'll go," replied Adrian. "And I suggest we take torches and some oil. As far as I understand, the plant is the combat form of this creature. I think fire will be very effective against it."

--Alright, I'll go, I'll go,--Adrian replied. And I suggest we take torches and some oil. As I understand it, the plant is the creature's combat form. I think fire will be very effective against it.

-Great idea, Adrian. - Ratislav rejoiced. -That's what we'll do.

Aren't you afraid that VisTrita will get eaten? Or is he supposed to seduce the plant woman as part of the plan? ))

Looks like I won't be coming back alive.

A dozen natives and a terrifying wooden creature stood in his way. Behind them was a stone statue that vaguely resembled the wooden creature standing before him.

-Listen, Horus, - the Tyrian addressed a member of the expedition, - I heard that you are quite skilled with pistols. Would you like to demonstrate that? We are heading north to the witch's lair, and your skills would be useful there.