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- You messed up, kid. - Said the man with the axe. - You shouldn't have treated our brother like that. Take out everything you have, and maybe you'll leave here with only a couple of teeth missing.
Vaaon became upset and bored. He left the tavern and went into a dark alley. Before that, he used Protection on himself.
In the specified alley, Vaaon encountered no one except for a young woman dressed in black leather clothing. She stood idly, occasionally looking around. After a few minutes of observation, Vaaon saw an unfamiliar man approach her.
- Daros, arena fighter. - The man said, addressing the girl.
- Twenty. - When she said this word, the visitor counted out twenty silver coins to her. - Daros Legreadal, 39 years old, originally from an Illiniar village. Strongman (23), very resilient (20x2), handles two-handed weapons well (4), accustomed to heavy armor, has combat experience. Lives in the fighters' guild as a member, once worked as a guard captain in a small town north of here, currently unemployed. Likes to eat well and take naps, often spends time at the "Golden Peacock". Has a younger brother known as Legreadal "Immaculate Lightning." Daros plans to participate in the royal tournament that will be held in Covellia... Anything else?
- That's enough. - Saying this, the man left, while Vaaon continued to observe unnoticed.
-Why don't you try earning a living by playing the violin? You play so beautifully!
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Meanwhile, on one of the streets not far from the mages' guild, two men were walking leisurely towards the inner city, talking to each other. The first man's voice was cheerful and playful. Finally, the second lost patience, grabbed the first by the shoulders, and pressed him against the wall of the nearest building.
- Stop bothering me! Answer, why did you...?
- Faragar. - All traces of friendliness disappeared from Ramol's face; he looked at the lightning mage with coldness in his eyes. - Tell me, what are you up to?
- What?.. Are you starting again?!
- Will you say again that the blame lies with King Enguir and foreigners?
- I told you to leave me alone!
- I told you to either leave Teresa or give up your job at the guild. Instead, you left her behind.
- We... - Memories of the tragic past and his own carelessness distorted the lightning mage's face into an expression filled with pain. - We were going to move to Gaddar as soon as I got a job here...
- That's all well and good, but it doesn't change the fact that you abandoned your wife and daughter on the outskirts of the country, and when the Geirtai raided, where were you? Right, busy taking care of things within the high walls of Gaddar.
- Enough is enough! - Faragar wanted to walk away, but couldn't because of Ramol, who grabbed him by the wrist. Then the lightning mage simply vanished.
Returning to his room, Master Faragar encountered Nimril.
At first, he looked at her questioningly, then, realizing what was happening, immediately attacked the intruder.
The northerner didn't understand what had happened: everything happened too quickly. She lay on the floor with a huge hole in her stomach and could not move.
At this time, Antaer safely reached the mages' guild. Entering inside, he saw two unfamiliar old men and an ice sorceress talking to each other.
If they manage to break through the encirclement, Raphael will retreat.
Paladins don't retreat.
So, what's the plan? Ignatius attacks the parishioner with a two-handed sword, and Raphael attacks the last enemy with a one-handed weapon, or retreats if Ignatius kills his target?
Added 4 minutes later
Oh, I forgot that Raphael goes first. So, he won't be able to retreat this turn.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
I hope everyone dies soon
Maybe then they'll create decent characters.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Meanwhile, Antair successfully reached the guild of mages. Upon entering, he saw unfamiliar old man and an ice sorceress talking to each other.
Raphael deals 120-25%=90 damage (30/120) (paralysis)
Ignatius uses Cleave.
Ignatius deals 900-50%=450 damage to a parishioner with a two-handed sword (death).
A parishioner with a shield attacks Raphael.
The parishioner deals (crit) 48-25% damage to Raphael and paralyzes him (41/190)
A parishioner with an improvised weapon (1) attacks Ignatius.
The parishioner misses.
A parishioner with an improvised weapon (2) attacks Raphael and deals 12-25%=9 damage to him (32/190)
A parishioner with an improvised weapon (3) attacks Ignatius.
The parishioner deals 12-25%=9 damage to Ignatius (187/240)
A parishioner with an improvised weapon (4) attacks Ignatius.
The parishioner misses
A parishioner with an improvised weapon (5) attacks Ignatius.
The parishioner deals 12-25%=9 damage to Ignatius (178/240)
A parishioner with a knife attacks Ignatius.
The parishioner with a knife deals 11-25%=8 damage to Ignatius (170/240)
A parishioner with a knife (2) attacks Raphael and deals 11-25%=8 damage to him (24/190)
A parishioner with a knife (3) moves 9 units.
A parishioner in robes moves 1 unit and casts the "Shock" spell on Ignatius (175/275)
Ignatius resists the spell.
The Northern woman didn't understand what had happened: everything happened too quickly. She lay on the floor with a huge hole in her stomach and couldn't move.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Jimmy stood in the alley, half-turned, trying to keep an eye on both groups.
- So, only six of you? One on one, winner takes all? - he challenged, glaring at the axe. - Of course, I'd bury you here, just like I buried your friend.
I'm waiting to be served.
Revan, can you move diagonally?