Posts from Magnus’s RPG empire on the portal.

I jumped towards her and plunged my sword into her heart.

He probably has an artifact if he resurrected an entire army; we need to capture him. Let's sabotage. I'll fly around him so he doesn't notice me, and here's the climax.

Okay, now it's my turn to think. Let's reason logically: where are we now?
- In the sewers.
- Not quite, we're in Magnus's RPG, so, as we've just confirmed, killing these skeletons is pointless. They'll either resurrect again, or something even worse will happen, especially since you remember how the emperor reacted to my remark. So, we'll look for a detour. Do you still have those balls?
- Smoke bombs?
- Uh... yes, those ones.
- Nine left.
- Excellent. See, they're going to pass under the passage that leads upstairs, right? When they're passing through there, you throw this... bomb, and we can sneak past them unnoticed. The main thing is not to kill anyone. Trust my experience.
- Okay. - The plan worked perfectly. We jumped onto the ladder and started climbing up. It smelled of dust and some kind of incense from above. Probably a ritual hall or something like that.

Magnus, listen, where is my hero and what should I do?

We'll take the artifact – it will weaken the enemy army. We need to hide it somewhere or use it against the enemy. I approach the Emperor.
- This magical sword, I don't know how to use it (I give it to the Emperor). You are wise and know about artifacts, and I will go to the moat.

An angel descends from the heavens

Alright, just prove your loyalty to me, denounce the Brotherhood, and remove the Brotherhood's protective amulet.

She died, you approached the city of dwarves, and the commander of the garrison approaches you, what do you need, knight?

Suddenly, you hear the voice of the lord in your head, you did everything you could, +2 levels, and then you see a group of dwarves, the defenders of the mountains, running towards you, shouting, "Burn in the fire of Urgash, undead!" What do you do?

Good. *I take off the Amulet of the Brotherhood and throw it on the floor, then stomp on it with my foot.*

I curse the Dark Brotherhood and its leader, and every one of its members... may Askh no longer help them...

So, what now?

I fly to the city, to the cathedral, and begin to pray to Elrath.

I break through to the angel, while the paladin gathers the remaining guards.
In a loud voice: Glory to the Empire!
The morale of the troops rises, and we, the angel and the paladin, advance to the central town hall. The demon attack falters.

While they are far away, I shoot with a bow, and when they get closer, I draw my blades...

Forgive me, Malassa, this is the only place where I can pray in peace. And aren't you and Elrat in an alliance?

I've buried myself in the corpses of dwarves; it seems like they can't see me. If they start digging through the pile, I'll run...