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-Plans, you say? I just finished reviewing the proposed contracts. - Sarnissa said in a voice devoid of any emotion, briefly summarizing the contents of the letters to Dorian.
After considering the information received, the mercenary decided to express his opinion: - Expeditions are a long affair, and there will be a lot of people, well, other guys like us.
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a hell of a lot. Has anyone actually seen the treasures? Maybe they don't even exist, and even if they do, good luck getting them. Overall, I don't like this. The assassination is also a dubious matter; the target is clearly not an ordinary mortal, which means more problems. It's not a job for the whole squad. Nonsense. The prison is more interesting, but you can get into trouble with the authorities. It doesn't seem like storming a prison is something a gang like ours can handle. War? Ha-ha-ha, no. A contract to deal with bandits is a good option. The authorities will be pleased, the money is decent, and the loot... - Dorian remembered the hidden cave where the gang he used to be a part of had its hideout. - If you ask me, I would choose the bandits; it's as simple as that. In the worst case, the prison.
Believing that they had already discussed everything, Dorian left the leader's office with relief and headed to the nearest tavern to have a pint of beer. We will probably determine the deadlines and other details very soon (NEVER), so let's assume that somehow, somehow, they agreed on something. Someone will run around the city and gather people for the party later.
Tomorrow holds no promises Except the ones we've made
– Listen, friend, – Libar understood everything from the girl’s eyes and approached the stranger. – We might be willing to play your game; it sounds interesting. But we need to play fair, for example, not ruin the opponent before the game even starts, if you understand what I mean.
As for the other one, he had already disappeared – he blended into the crowd of equally unremarkable visitors to the guest courtyard. He probably did it when the Melchiorite looked away from him and rushed over to Karoline, and Ilkesedar failed to keep an eye on the scoundrel.
– Did he steal from us? – Ilkesedar muttered under his breath. – Where was I looking… – It’s okay, – the girl reassured him. – It’s my fault. They approached the counter, and Ilkesedar immediately began to complain to the innkeeper. – What kind of place is this? People are getting robbed in broad daylight! – Is the food ready? – the girl asked.
While Eledar was enjoying a mug of beer at the bar, Dorian Black sat down next to him and ordered the same. The bartender silently brought what was requested – a full mug of fresh beer, with a frothy head, mmm.
Having considered the information he received, the mercenary decided to express his opinion: - Expeditions are a long affair, and there will be a lot of people, well, other guys like us. Has anyone actually seen the treasures? Maybe they don't even exist, and even if they do, it might be difficult to get them. Overall, I don't like this. The assassination is also a dubious proposition; the target is clearly not an ordinary person, which means more problems. It's not a job for an entire squad. Nonsense. Raiding a prison is more interesting, but it could lead to problems with the authorities. It doesn't seem like storming a prison is something a gang like ours can handle. War? Ha-ha-ha, no. A contract to deal with bandits is a good idea. The authorities will be pleased, the pay is decent, and the loot... - Dorian remembered the hidden hideout of the gang he used to be a part of, located in a cave. - If you ask me, I would choose the bandits; it's the simplest option. In the worst case, the prison.
Believing that they had discussed everything, Dorian left the leader's office with relief and headed to the nearest tavern for a pint of beer. The deadlines and other details will probably be determined much later (NEVER), so let's assume that they somehow agreed on something. Someone will run around the city and gather people for a party later.
-Well, thank you, I will definitely take your opinion into account when deciding on our first objective. - As the energetic mercenary hurried off to his own affairs as quickly as he had arrived, Sarnissa settled more comfortably in her chair, crossed her fingers in front of her, and froze, lost in thought, waiting for the next possible visitor today.
In short, Sarnissa's workday will end, she will count the votes, close the day, and make a decision.
I think that the Heroes community needs to gather people for a vote, based on role-playing, and that's it. But this should happen after we've recruited everyone, I guess. We need to figure out how we're going to handle the assassination quest.
Meanwhile, Dalia was lying on her bed, reading her father's book and occasionally making some hand gestures, as if practicing new techniques. Of course, she would learn faster if she went to study with the author of the book, but the half-elf wasn't sure when Dorin would decide to strike. And, although Amendar knew about what happened in Ilthan, the girl didn't want to put her father in danger again.
My votes: Pyramid or Assassination. Bandits and Sylvan are a suicide mission. I'm strongly against them. Dungeon looks more realistic (lol), but I wouldn't argue with Ninsharia.