Posts from Nowaru

/ Who would you bet on? Artelec or Dragon? What do you think? I think Dragon attacks first, and Artelec has little chance of dodging (if he does dodge, Dragon will probably dodge the Wind Gust in return with a 50% chance, although I'm not 100% sure). /

Who should I bet on? Artelix or Dragon?

Hmm, who should I bet on: the fair-haired boy or the fair-haired boy?

Gray text: Lal(assu)

/Well, he multiplied the number of white-haired masters of Eastern martial arts, and now they dominate the arena. Only Yanari didn't work out, but Primula also seems to have white hair))/

It was so predictable.

"What the hell is going on?" Adalika barely managed to open her eyes and, without getting up from the floor, stared at the ceiling. Several minutes passed like this, until a wave of thoughts overwhelmed her weakened mind and forced her body to rise, leaning on the nearest damaged piece of furniture. "Where am I? Who am I? Am I alive? Am I dead?"
Every movement was incredibly difficult, but the worst thing was the feeling of emptiness, an unexpected weight that had settled on her consciousness. "Those bastards. They almost killed us. Didn't they? Hey, why are you so quiet? Are you scared? Don't be, it was fun, right? Hey, answer me! Where are you? Where did you go?" - Not finding the amulet in its usual place, the Thiliian froze for a few seconds. An unfamiliar heaviness painfully squeezed her chest, and a veil of fog clouded her eyes. "My precious? Where are you? Where have you gone?" - the bandit murmured quietly, kneeling and crawling across the floor in search of the relic. "Answer me, where are you? You don't need to hide, it's all over! Come out! Hey, what's wrong?" - a barely audible whisper turned first into a strained voice, and then into hysterical screams. "Where?! Where did you go? Why? My treasure!" - After searching the entire room, Adalika crawled towards the exit.
"What? No, not now! Not that crying! Please, no! I don't want to hear it! Help me! Someone, help me!"
The Thiliian shuddered as if from invisible blows and, losing her balance while trying to get up and leaning against the wall, collapsed on the floor. Hot tears streamed from her eyes, and her hoarse breathing was interrupted by sobs. Covering her face with her hands, Adalika curled up and lost consciousness, continuing to cry, curse, call for help, and beg for mercy.

Gray text: I don't know, both guys are hopeless.

Gray text: Meligor doesn't care about the fact of her death.

And she was burned after her death.

Gray text: Tirza is also blonde, Mент.

Nuesh tried to reassure the new acquaintance and said that he had seen everything and could help find the amulet.

Gray text: Help Adilia find the amulet!

/ Indeed. They gathered there, all fair-haired. If needed, I'll change it later. / [10k for Tirza 10k for Dragon] / And yes, Revan, are you reading my profile? /

- Bows, one-handed weapons, and light armor - for archers;
- one-handed weapons, light armor, and shields - for melee units;
- two-handed weapons and heavy armor - for melee units;
- light armor and one-handed weapons of normal tier - for mages;
- samurai gear of normal tier for close and ranged combat, and body armor - for the Herald.

60*12=720
65*12=780
60*12=720
65*25=1625
60*25=1500
40*25=1000
120*20=2400
200*20=4000
3*3000=9000
3*3000=9000
1*5000=5000
1*1500=1500
1*5000=5000
10*100=1000
-43245

Nuesh tried to reassure the new acquaintance and said that he had seen everything and could help find the amulet.

-You saw?! Really? Who took my treasure?! Who did this? Was it those two blond *******, right?

/ Indeed. They all gathered there, blond-haired.
For now, it's like this, but I'll change it if needed. /
[10k for Tirza
10k for the Dragon]
/ And yes, Revan, are you still reading my profile? )/

I'm sorting everything out in order, but I'm putting the description of parameters and inventory in second place.

Added 48 seconds ago

Okay, I'll try the cloak anyway, because I don't know what the scroll does.
Magic never particularly appealed to Meltaret, who relied more on his own skills. But here, it seems, he had to choose between two magical items. He didn't understand what the scroll does specifically and wasn't sure if he wanted to start all over again, so he leaned towards the item that would definitely be useful to him.
- I'm interested in the cloak. But I probably won't be able to go to the store to get it.

Literally thirty minutes later, Rabisa returned to Meltaret with a fresh purchase in her hands.

Then maybe you missed my post about visiting the Knights? Or maybe there's just no point in doing it yet?