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► Odd also headed to the magic shop, where he bought a dozen healing potions. Then he decided to visit the slave market.
Happy Birthday, Heroista! ;)
Wishing you success in everything.
В тихой однообразной жизни всегда так бывает: каждый отдельный день бесконечно долог, но месяцы и годы мчатся с непостижимой быстротой.
I wanted to offer you some flowers, but a crown would suit a princess like you much better
Смысл жизни в том, что жизнь на тебе не заканчивается
Tiberius heads to the arena, arriving early to secure a good seat and place a bet on Tanas.
As he descends the gangway, Tiberius overhears a conversation between Lutiel and an unfamiliar man with a dragon-shaped scar on his face. Two imposing warriors stand behind the man. - A pale-faced fellow from your ship bought a slave at our market yesterday, - the man said to Lutiel. - What do I have to do with it? - Is he your man? - He's General. - Don't joke with me, Lutiel. The slave trader shouldn't have sold her. She was intended for an important master. I've come to take her. - I saw a sign at your market with my own eyes: "goods are non-refundable." So... - You don't understand. I'm taking her, not having an orc return her. Lucia's appearance clearly displeases Lutiel. - Get lost, you dragon-licker, or I'll add another little drawing to your face! - Lucia, please go away, - Lutiel said, but the woman didn't react to his words. - Bitch without a collar! - said the man with the scar and approached Lucia. - Maybe I should take you too? You're not bad. A dragon collar would look good on your neck. After saying this, the man carefully grabbed Lucia by the throat, which he soon regretted. His hand froze to Lucia and instantly turned into a piece of ice. The man screamed loudly, after which Lucia pushed him away with her foot. The ice cracked from this, and the man fell to the ground, writhing in pain, and his hand remained on the Sorceress's neck. The warriors did not dare to attack without orders and rushed to lift their commander from the ground. Lutiel covered his face with his hand and muttered something to himself in a dissatisfied tone. - I won't let this go! - the man shouted. - Lord Atamus won't let this go! You're all already dead! - Your Atamus is about to be dead himself! - said Lucia and laughed wickedly. - How do you like my new collar? - she said to Lutiel, pointing to the hand still hanging on her neck. - Lucia...
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There he bought five antidotes.
33 875 - 250 = 33 625
► Odd also went to the magic shop, where he bought a dozen healing potions.
63 023 - 2300 = 60 723
Added 5 minutes ago Everyone who was going to the arena successfully arrived there.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
"Wow, that's very interesting. This Lucia is a very powerful mage, just as I suspected. But I don't really like these guys from the dragon clan, especially now. I need to tell the others about this; caution won't hurt." - Tiberius waited for the speakers to disperse; he didn't really want to get involved in such a serious conversation.
I buy a couple of healing potions, one for accuracy, and head to the meeting place. At the same time, I try to be extremely cautious and, ideally, check from a distance who is waiting for me there besides Sarael.
Arriving at the slave market, Odd noticed that a different slave trader was now in charge of the sales. In the cage where the Winter's Daughter had been yesterday, there was now someone else. Upon closer inspection, Odd noticed that it was a woman. For some reason, a sack was placed over her head, and she was chained to the bars.
Well, if anything happens, I'm ready to be the target; let Sergeant Gordian handle it as he sees fit.
I buy a couple of healing potions, one for accuracy, and head to the meeting place. At the same time, I try to be extremely cautious and, ideally, check from a distance who is waiting for me there besides Sarael.
Alright, alright...
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
Thanasius decided to find out who he would be fighting, now that the information was available.
- You're in luck, Glutcher, or whatever your name is, - said the manager, with whom Thanasius had signed up for the tournament yesterday. - You'll be fighting the fool Flavius. Your match is the third one today.
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Well, if anything, I'm ready to be a target; let Ment Gordian do as he sees fit.
When Sarael arrived at the meeting place, the archer was already waiting for him. Two dead dark elves lay at the archer's feet. - We'll wait for Gordian and then leave.
I buy a couple of healing potions, one for accuracy, and head to the meeting place. At the same time, I try to be as cautious as possible and, ideally, check from a distance who is waiting for me there besides Sarael.
From a distance, Gordian saw only Sarael, who was looking ahead and seemed to be talking to someone. But Gordian didn't see anyone else.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
- What about the other battles? Who wasn't lucky enough to fight against Viland?
I took a look and realized that I'll get tired of counting all 15 matches (there should be at least 4 rounds). Therefore, in the first round, I will only show three battles, and in the second round, it will be Viland.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт