Posts from Sylvester Archipelago

The Barbarian book. And Werner's too, but you can assume he borrowed it.

The barbarians took the book with them. If Werner had his own copy, you can search his corpse and find the book. Otherwise, it remained in his cabin.

Tiberius and the others reached the settlement and easily found Werner’s body. “We should take his armor,” he said to his companions. After this was done, they dragged the priest a little deeper into the thicket and began to dig. The ground was hard, and they kept running into tree roots, stones, and simply solid soil. Tiberius’s inexperience in such matters also made things difficult, but in the end, the job was done. They created a small, deep pit, into which they carefully placed Werner’s body, his armor, and his weapons. Tiberius decided to keep the travel journal for himself, and for now, he gave the scrolls to his companions. “If you think they’ll be useful to him in the afterlife, you can throw them in too,” he said to them. “By the way, wait here.” Tiberius opened the prayer book to a random page and read a few lines. Of course, back home, there was probably a specific book or page that was needed, but this would have to do. Then, they buried the body, piled earth, stones, leaves, and flowers on top. It turned out to be a decent grave. The task was completed. If he left any belongings on the ship, then that’s that. I don’t want to wait until tomorrow to search and ask around. If anyone wants to describe this process in detail, step by step, with all the details, I can delete the message.

This is already the second one. Whether it was religious fanaticism or reckless bravery, we will never know what he died for, but he knew what he was getting into... Or did he? It would be interesting to know the thoughts of this deeply religious man in his last seconds of life.
Regardless, after this event, Sarael was left with an unpleasant aftertaste: they lost a team member due to some absurd accident, and he himself, returning from the ship, was intrigued by the possibility of letting his creatures try the histeos blood, but that didn't happen either.

Bruttius performed all the operations in silence, but towards the end, he decided to say what was on his mind. -- In our homeland, Tiberius, it is customary to mock and joke about people like Werner. I, too, may not have taken him seriously... But not taking him seriously in my case doesn't mean I disliked him. I liked this guy. He had inner strength; he would never have died from an overdose or some other stupid and pathetic death. He died a warrior... And we, in our retreat, abandoned him, not believing that our comrade this time had no intention of retreating. Perhaps if we had fought together then... Who knows how it would have ended. May he rest in peace.

Oh, yes, almost forgot. [Then Tiberius quietly uses "decay" on the corpses of the barbarians and restores his mana.]

Oh, yes, almost forgot. [Then Tiberius quietly uses "decay" on the corpses of barbarians and restores mana.]

I need to find a treatise on healing magic, and then I can level up and convert the energy of corpses into life energy.

A decent person won't last long.

Ravelin was very saddened by the news of Werner’s death, but unfortunately, he could do nothing as he was far from the battlefield. However, many different ideas were always swirling in his head, and even in this sad moment, he thought not only about the current circumstances but also about how to protect his comrades in the future. But the success of his plans depended on whether he could find a number of necessary items in the next port...

Well, the Haven faction units don't usually last very long in the expansions.

Well, the Haven faction doesn't usually last long in the expansions.

Just like in real life.

Just like in real life

Only the righteous die young

On the way back, Kyk turned to Tiberius:
— How did you manage to go unnoticed? There was such a massacre here...

Ah, yes, almost forgot. [Then Tiberius quietly uses "decay" on the corpses of the barbarians and restores his mana.]

Tiberius successfully restores his magic energy.

On the way back, Kyk turned to Tiberius:
— How did you manage to go unnoticed? There was such a massacre here...

-Well, you know... I think, pretty much the same way as everyone else, with very quick steps. -Tiberius smirked. -First, I hid in these dense bushes, wanting to eavesdrop on their conversations and all that, and when they all dispersed, I ran to our camp. Whew, I was really scared, of course. It's good that everything ended well in the end. Almost. -he added sadly.

Gordian remained silent. It was clear that his fellow countryman was a mage (in Madinia, it's easier to say who *isn't* a mage), but that wasn't his concern. Right now, they needed to reach the camp and wait for Lyutiel's "friends."