Sometimes I wonder, "What am I even doing here?" Indeed, humanoids are dying one after another, and if I ever need to postpone my own death, the only thing I can do is dance on a table. And what was I looking for here?
My honor, of course. A scoundrel! Terrible name and even more terrible deeds! And worst of all, he didn't gain notoriety unlike me. It's good that he doesn't know about my presence here; otherwise, the guards would start hunting me down. But apparently, fortune favors me, as long as things go well. No one bothers me, or rather, they rarely bother me. Apple likes the local oats; she eats them with relish and is getting fat (I should take her for a good run somewhere outside the city!). But how can I get close to Scoundrel? I have no idea. I keep hoping for a convenient opportunity, but it never comes. Maybe I'm needed here for something? Well, that would be very silly. But maybe it is so. We are all part of something bigger, and so is my humble self... And what else can I do? Put on a top hat and hope for luck, which has never let me down! This is absurd! But that's just how it is...Chapter 5. Instincts
After the previous events, one might think that humanoids wouldn't dare leave their homes at night anymore, but... As soon as the sun began to set behind the fortress walls, the streets were again filled with passersby: poor people, merchants, artists, and, of course, those who enjoy having fun at night.
Rudyy got so carried away that everyone in the tavern watched his exploits and placed bets on whether he could finish the seventh bottle of wine. He didn't make it... Luckily, he received medical assistance quickly, and his body was cleansed of the harmful effects of alcohol.
Arandor walked along the street without looking around; he was only interested in the bottle in his hand. When he swung and threw the empty vessel somewhere into the ditch, a rider rushed at him and knocked him down.
"Don't litter on the streets of Ville-de-Rouge, you scoundrel!" After these words,
Arandor almost impaled himself on a spear, but a flash of light prevented this from happening. The opponent of
Arandor instantly found himself on the ground, and traces of hooves were visible on his armor.
MasteR had been waiting for a suitable victim for a long time and finally found one. Driven by hunger, he attacked, but miscalculated his strength, and his head flew into the river, although he managed to poison his rival. However, things got worse: lightning struck the remaining head of
Master before he could leave the scene.
Master completely collapsed into the river, and now, day after day, the stench of decay will emanate from it.
Dawn came, and residents saw the results of tonight. As usual lately, everything looked alarming, but one thing was pleasing: their animalistic behavior today did not seem to lead to anything bad.
Playing:- Heroist
- Larisa
- Olam Hével
- Dagr
- Aniruddha
- Neyra Dрейк --> MyHighness
- Rudyy
- Ursula
- WisTrit
- Arandor
- Mona
Killed:- VesperLindt
- 0xFF
- MyHighness
- BuglerV
- MasteR
Banned:- Alexeagle
- Gekasan_RU