e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
-From the north. For some time, he made a living by hunting, but the game in his homeland dwindled, and one acquaintance told him about an organization where he could find companions for various adventures promising considerable profit. He decided to take a risk, embarked on a journey to Gaddar, and it paid off – he found both companions and a profitable, albeit risky, contract. But risk doesn't scare me; in our homeland, it's not safe either – either the northern Barbarians attack, or the Yan'shi restlessly search for something known only to them.
- Excellent! - The sorcerer clapped his hands cheerfully. - Now, come up with a new name for yourself and get ready for your new, exciting life.
But the risk doesn't scare me; it's not safe back home either. Either the Northern Barbarians attack, or the Yan'shi restlessly search for something known only to them.
- We need to eliminate whoever is behind this. Besides the governor's daughter, we can consider the Fortress "Daggernight" or the village of Taranis. The governor doesn't want to withdraw soldiers from the city, so we can't expect any help from him, but if we gather a strike force, we have a good chance of completing the task.
James lowered his voice even further, to an almost inaudible whisper. - Do you think that all of this is the work of someone specific, someone who wants to undermine Illianar's power in this land?
Yudeirn found himself on the eastern coast of some island. He looked around and... didn't see anything special. He pulled out the captain's body and laid it on the sand, then tried to find something edible, and then headed south. Going into the forest is not an option.
Guys, why does everyone think that the North is something bad? It would be nice to be in a snowy village right now, in this hot weather, sitting by your own fireplace, wrapped in a blanket to protect yourself from the biting cold, reading a book or magazine, or a letter from Illianar. Then, have a beer with your buddies, eat some sizzling meat, and watch the life in the village, who is preparing for a hunt, and there, the carpenters are building a palisade. Narrow paths are worn between the settlements, and messengers hurry with packages, letters, healing potions, and small items. Only a lone Yan'shi roams restlessly in the snowy expanse, searching for something.
Shadow Peak
Damage: 30/45 (67)
The weapon also deals an additional 100 damage as magic (armor is ignored).
The Geirtee shouts to the floating "Ahoy!"
-- Has anything happened during my absence?
The aristocrat and the Amazon emerged from the water, slightly wary of the stranger. Ringer asked him to introduce himself.