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You guys are such noobs, we haven't even decided where to go yet, and you're already dead.
Sithri watches James and Larte with interest as they whisper to each other at the table.

I've changed my mind; I won't go to Ryu for now.

Go see the Warlock; they say you can find some good loot there today!

I changed my mind; I won't go to Ryu for now.

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Just don't kill him, Ment.

Can it be used with the second blade?

Without using any techniques, it can be used like a regular sword.

The Goblin leaves the house without any problems.

SITRI suddenly felt the urge to go to Ryu, so I'm heading there.
Just kidding, if that wasn't clear.

Someone probably wished for the wizard to disappear.

Spin runs towards the nearest thicket and takes a roundabout route, making his way through the forest to Gaddar. There, I'll meet up with Heroist or Plesen, and if everything is okay, we'll continue together.

He got tired of answering other people's questions and took a vacation.
Don't cross paths with me right now, Cop. Under no circumstances.

Afraid? Well, then, let's go with the "Heroes" approach. It's just hard to explain otherwise why a goblin wants to help the Nozeroth find treasure. I just don't understand where "Heroes" is at this moment and what he's doing.

Sleeping in the tavern.

Larte found it strange that some of his new acquaintances simply left without even discussing anything.
- I think we should start by meeting this caravan leader and seeing what kind of person he is, - he said to James, - And then we can make a final decision. I'm already familiar with Mr. Brighterbring, and he seemed like a decent person, despite his adventurous spirit and some other details.

- You're hurting my feelings. I'm not deceiving the authorities. I don't need any trouble. Perhaps Sateon went to the local tavern. By now, he should be hungry, even though he doesn't like such places.

- To the tavern, you say? Well then, let's go. - The guards headed towards the "Golden Peacock," leading the aristocrat. The orcish woman was probably already there by now.

[Well, then Antaer goes to the tavern, buys a room for the night, and goes to sleep.]

When Antaer woke up, he unexpectedly found himself not on a cot in the tavern, but on a small island. All that could be seen on the horizon was the sea, in the center was a waterfall, and on top of a hill was a small Temple. The Assarian spent hundreds of hours training in the peaceful atmosphere of this island and eventually learned the one-handed weapon specialization (Rank 1). As the long day began to give way to night, he heard disturbing sounds coming from the forest. Coming to the source of the noise, he realized that he was surrounded: eight hideous creatures were approaching him, their disgusting eyes staring only at him, their huge jaws clicking in anticipation of food, and slimy tentacles reaching out to him.

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A glob of dark energy bursts into the negotiation room.

Upon reaching the source of the noise, he realized he was surrounded: eight hideous creatures were approaching him, their repulsive eyes fixed solely on him, their huge jaws clicking in anticipation of a meal, and slimy tentacles reaching out towards him.

There you go, enjoy the Taoist products after that.