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Name:
Jervais de la Mort

Nationality:
Dal Durand

Characteristics:
Strength – 14
Constitution – 10
Agility – 16
Intelligence – 10
Willpower – 16
Speed – 10
Perception – 8

Skills:
One-Handed Weapon 2nd Rank
Two-Weapon Fighting 4th Rank
Elemental Magic:
Wave
Electric Charge

Religion:
Amrita

Biography:
Little is known about Jervais's past, as well as his present. It can only be said with certainty that he is from Dal Durand and possesses qualities characteristic of the inhabitants of this city. He is always tactful, friendly, neat, and loves to dress with taste. And although the main Durandan gods are appealing to him, Jervais chose the Khontai goddess Amrita as his patron. Perhaps because he also prefers peace and solitude, or perhaps because he adheres to the principle of balance in nature. Jervais himself says that she helped him find inner harmony and opened his eyes to the true beauty of the world. For this reason, he is almost always on the road, because life is so short, and he wants to see as much as possible.
Jervais wanted to participate in an expedition to the wild lands, but he was delayed by several days due to troubles on the road. Now he is hurrying to board a ship that is about to set off on another expedition. But it seems that he may be late again, given the sudden apocalypse that has begun in the territory of Nevermore.

Inventory:
"Spark" - a ring with a ruby, increasing the magical power and energy of the owner. Capable of creating a small flame (usually used to light a fire and a pipe).
"Fortitude" - a sword made of Catarian steel, absorbs some of the magical damage, increases the chance to parry an attack, and also deflect a ranged attack.
"Whirlwind" - a sword made of Tirian steel, capable of absorbing magical energy, increasing the damage dealt. It can be charged by touch, transferring energy directly from a person, or through other objects that store energy. Usually, Jervais charges "Whirlwind" with the energy absorbed by "Fortitude".
Light armor, hat, pouch with tobacco, pipe, bottle of rum, knife, coins, travel gear.

At the same time, he clucked disapprovingly at Lanet, far from Ang.

-- Don't be upset, -- she said, calming herself more than the bird. When they entered the cabin, she asked:
-- So, what happened in that Temple? Were you there?

Horus boarded the ship and immediately found his sister, giving her a tight hug. - Are you okay? - Yes... you're crushing me... - Maria tried to break free from the embrace. - It seems I was saved by your friend's invention. - You can always count on Ivis. Let's go, guys, and sail into the sunset to this song: WOOOHOOO God bless the world, it's so glorious God bless the ones we've loved God bless the ones we've lost God bless the world, it's so glorious I will never die, never die like you

It's actually a good reason why Horus and Maria are sailing on a ship, but they aren't arguing about why she should have stayed!
After receiving the necessary supplies, Amalia registered in cabin number fourteen and immediately went to unpack. More than anything, she wanted to rest, but first, she was going to see exactly what she had hastily taken from "Pleasures of Life."

By the way, Arandor wasn't looted; he was buried with all his belongings. Well, except for the amulet he stole.

Let's assume that Nastya joined us.

-- So, what happened in that Temple? You were there, right?

- Hold on. I'll start from the beginning so you don't have to ask a bunch of questions later. I'm a mage who came to Nevermore from Dal'Aman in search of new knowledge and to join this expedition. While visiting the arena, I saw Rkul Oalam on the list of participants. He used to be my mentor at the academy. Later, when I met him, he told me about the Temple by the sea. He said he was interested in it, but since he didn't have much free time because of the tournament, he asked me to find out more about the Temple. When I first entered the Temple, I fell under the influence of an illusion, and I was only able to escape thanks to an Ataraxian maiden who wanted to deal with the evil. Without learning anything, I agreed to help her with the Temple, as did the noble Dagon, who fell at the hands of a Temple cultist along with the Ataraxian. During their battle, I was outside and could only hear what was happening. Realizing that I couldn't handle the cultist on my own, I ran to get help from Rkul Oalam. We immediately went back to the Temple. He managed to defeat the cultist. After that, he drank some liquid from a vessel in the Temple. It rejuvenated him, greatly enhanced his abilities, and apparently drove him mad. Or maybe I just didn't know my mentor well enough. Immediately after that, people led by Dalingr entered the Temple; I think you know who he is. Rkul Oalam used some kind of spell, after which a battle began between them. And then something happened, fire, a lot of fire. I don't know how I managed to survive, but as soon as the blinding flame cleared, I ran away without looking back. With my modest abilities, I was clearly out of place there. And now I'm here.

The ship set sail and rushed away from the burning sea. About ten minutes later, the passengers of the "Breeze" could observe a huge explosion in the city, which completely destroyed the Cove. To be more precise, nothing could be said, although after some time it became clear that everything had calmed down. Vincent, however, refused to return and ordered them to move on.

By the way, no one looted Arandor; he was buried with all his belongings.

I will never die, never die like you
la la la la la
They said...

He will be saved by demons, necromancers, or someone else.

They won't be saved.

After unpacking her belongings, Amalia could finally rest. To do this, she decided to use one of the recently stolen "Ambrosia." As far as she knew, this remedy strengthened the body. And, after the injuries she sustained during the fire in Nevermore, it was just what she needed.

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He will be saved by demons or necromancers, or someone else.

Marauders will save him.

Farewell, Nevermore.

The prison, which they built themselves, turned out to be completely impregnable, and no matter how many times the Tarrens tried to storm the fortress, the criminals always repelled the attacks. Moreover, they could not be starved out, as the presence of the only port in the region allowed them to raid nearby villages (during this period, only the Shahbet and Karren valleys actively practiced shipbuilding).

And then Agarus had the idea to organize an expedition...

You can't spend a week in a town without destroying it. You should be banned from traveling the world.

- So, my dear guests! - the captain of the "Breeze" addressed the passengers. - I am pleased to inform you that our journey has begun successfully! I must admit, I am touched by the attentiveness of the city's inhabitants; they were so kind to us that they accompanied our departure with a colorful fireworks display!...
- Captain. - Belanor pointed Vincent towards the maps of Laust.
- Ah yes! You are probably very curious about the details of our journey, but we will get to that later! - Vincent smirked as he looked at Belanor. - For now, let me introduce you to my family, the sea rogues whom I selected specifically for this voyage. - The captain shook his head. - The others probably burned along with the "Sea Devil"... Or they are robbing some coastal villages or merchant ships. Either way!- This is Belanor, my first mate. I think many of you may have already had the chance to meet him. It is this man who will send you out to sea with a kick in the rear if it turns out that any of you are insolent pigs, eating our provisions, taking up space, and breathing our air!- Old Wolf Byron, I've known him since I was just a simple sailor. I highly recommend befriending him or at least not irritating him, as he is responsible for the kitchen and could easily pee in your portion of food, or even do something else.- Prince Rivers, a little brat who steals things from the hold and sometimes from the crew's cabins. He is responsible for the contents of the hold and its distribution, and he is also our cannoneer, GUNNER.- A young lad who has brought me more money than anyone else. Conrad, also known as "Lucky Conrad." The guy is incredible; he seems to sniff out where there are treasures and where there aren't. Okay, now let's talk about sirens.- Ophelia, my daughter, and also the daughter of a whore I met while visiting Helligate. - Vincent pretended to ponder. - Or maybe she isn't my daughter, who knows? - Then he and his entire crew laughed like horses; the girl herself did not react to such a statement. - Either way, it's better to be the daughter of Vincent Agares and go pirating at sea under his command than to spread her legs for any scoundrel! By the way, the girl is still innocent and stubbornly refuses to open herself up to others... But perhaps among you, my guests, there will be a brave man who dares to pluck her rose!
- Vincent burst into laughter again. - Well, that's enough.- From innocent to depraved. Those who say that horses don't walk in the sea are very wrong because this beauty perfectly justifies the reputation of a riding mare! - Another wave of laughter swept through the ship. - And her name is Kate. Forgive me, darling, if my words make people think badly of you... Because you're not a bad rider either!- And this is Nova. I don't even know what the Mage Guild was thinking when they gave her that name... What was I talking about? Oh yes, she's an excellent archer and most often performs the duties of lookout on the ship. - The captain looked around at those gathered on the ship once more. - Well, I don't think I need to introduce pirate1, pirate2, pirate3, pirate4, pirate5, pirate6, pirate7, and pirate8; they aren't so important for me to mention them personally... Guys, don't be offended; MAYBE you will live to see the end of this journey and get your unique names... But most likely, it will be you who become the first corpses :) - And now a little bit about the guests. This is Laust Brightstrider. You may have seen his pretty face in the capital of any region on wanted posters. We have known him for fifteen years, and who knows how his fate would have turned out if not for that fateful meeting? Do you remember those times, Laust?
- Are you referring to the time when you and your crew attacked my father's ship in the middle of the night, looted it, sold the crew into slavery, sent my father to feed the fish, and raped my older sister and fiancée? - Laust approached the captain within arm's reach and shook his head. - I don't recall.
- Ha-ha, very funny. But do you know what the irony is? Now you are standing on the deck of my ship with two charming ladies, just like back then... - Vincent didn't finish speaking: faster than anyone's eye could follow, Laust's rapier was at the captain's throat. Vincent chuckled nervously and did not continue his thought. When Laust put away his weapon, Vincent coughed. - Ahem. Perhaps our guests would like to tell us a little about themselves? Our first stop will be Highlight Island; the journey there is long.