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— Greetings, stranger. — The man looked up from his papers and writing tools to acknowledge the guest. — Indeed, I am Raiudzi Nue. How may I assist you?
— I am Shushuk. I was hired by the Alsefyr embassy to find you. The embassy is very concerned about your well-being, as you did not return at the appointed time.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
Erephir advanced cautiously, but Magnus managed to reveal his presence, and within a couple of minutes, both of them fell into an ambush. Iliana shoots with a bow (from behind, sitting on a tree). Magnus loses (ignoring armor and resistances) 122*2.5=305 HP. Magnus loses (crit) 244*2.5=610 HP.
( what is the arrangement? Or is it just Iliana there?
Gray text: He's pretending.
Is that even allowed, Revan? ) So, he can bleed and pretend at the same time? )
— Oh, has it really been that long? — A hint of surprise was visible on the face of the Alsephir resident. — Time flies so quickly in your country.
— I'm actually a little disappointed that you're all right. I thought I'd get a chance to stretch my legs a bit by saving you. Although, judging by the looks of things, you're perfectly capable of taking care of yourselves.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
Erephir regretted more than ever that she didn't know how to use guns or bows. In another situation, the attacker would be in trouble, but the tree provided too great a tactical advantage for the archer. Nozenrotka runs away, trying to increase the distance, and then heads back to the camp (equipped with the "New Life" sword).
Tirza continued to familiarize herself with the contents of the classified documents.
Tirezite's Archive: Astin
Origin: northern lands of Illinar Mother – Illinarian (weaver), father – Yorn (hunter). Age: 35 Height: 190 Hair color: dark blond Eye color: bright blue Owner of Polaris: one of the legendary swords of Erathia (one-and-a-half-handed sword). He handles any armor perfectly and provides his owner with absolute protection from any magical and supernatural effects. In battle, he creates an aura that nullifies magical effects. Some facts: he became an orphan at a young age and traveled for a long time with an Illinarian of Taoist origin; after her death, he fell into despair, which led to his visit to the "wish fulfiller." He asked him to resurrect his only friend, and the wish was granted, but only the body was restored, and the personality turned out to be completely new. In a rage, he killed the sage. Excellent warrior: he put up a good fight against Tartarus Ghostdrain, but, of course, lost to him without a chance of winning. Competent mentor: at different periods of his life, he trained Asalia Tish and Leikueyero. A few years ago, he traveled to the far north. Alone, he slaughtered a village of Ing, the reason for this act remains unclear. On the way back to Illinar, he picked up an orphaned Yorn named Ivor. Likes: interesting places, unusual/rare items, beautiful women, gambling, recreational substances, and expensive alcohol, battles. Dislikes: bores, insolent people, men, hot places, bad food. Agent's conclusion: he completely lacks any ambitions, "lives for the day," a psychopath who is not concerned with either other people's lives or his own.