So I got ten experience points for my honestly "learned" archery skill.Conrad then explained how the mechanism for using different arrows works. There were a lot of them in the game! For any sadistic taste: from freezing and igniting to arrows with a splitting tip inside the body, the material of which could also be different, for example, adamantite with an enchanted explosive warhead, and even with poison applied for a greater effect. But I could only dream about it so far.Do you want to learn how to wield a crossbow or shoot a gun? The hunter asked, finishing the lesson.- Uh... I think another time, I refused.Come back for new knowledge when you're ready. Good hunting, Scythian!As I walked away from him, I remembered Krawler's promised epic bow, but there was nothing in the mail. Moreover, there was not a single "dementor" in the game.I left the city by Deep Teleportation to break away from the Aximoah observers, and ended up in Mrakolesye. From there, I rushed northeast, beg

From the kobold camp, I headed straight for Mrakolesye. There, on the border with the mountain range, according to the quest, lurked ogre-cannibal - a special kind of intelligent race that plays an important role in the world. Cannibals lived as hermits and, because of their specific predilection, did not seek socialization. Moreover, they made no distinction between humans, elves, dwarves, dwarves, trolls, goblins and orcs in their diet.I went to the next point without a curse. By that time, the falling off flaps of skin and rotting flesh had become noticeable from afar, and it was not worth risking without a reason. Then the question occurred to me, what if I waited until the transformation was over? If you let the curse of the undead turn me into a full-fledged undead, will anything change? Or is it just visual special effects?I didn't have time to think about it, attacked by a rabid boar of the 8th level. The beast stuck its fangs into my fillet, and I spent a couple of seconds

"Where's your brother?" I asked in between, pointing to his empty spot."Chris?" Went upstairs with Raven, I guess Rita shrugged. - As usual.- Do they meet?- Who is "they"? She marveled. - No, what are you! Rey barely broke up with her boyfriend, and they just met Chris today!While Rita got distracted, answering someone's question, the blonde Croaker touched my sleeve:"Hey Alex, can we dance?"The girl seemed pretty to me, and I saw no reason to refuse. But I didn't have time to answer."Krya, can I take you for a minute?" Leaning back in her chair, Rita asked sneakily.The girls moved away, talked about something, and Rita Wood came back alone."The mallard suddenly needed to come out," she said. - So I'll replace it.- Uh... will you replace in what? I blunted." Let's go, Scythian, let's dance. Can?I could. Since childhood, at all family celebrations, Eva invited me to a white dance. The musicians on stage just charged something romantic and, I would say, dull, but there is no

"You're as adventurous as your father," mom liked to say. - If you are seriously interested in something, then you give yourself to it with your head and for a long time ... until the next hobby."Now I'm very interested in Dysgardium. Enthusiasm and courage were superimposed on the anger of Wesley Chow's cheeky behavior, multiplied by an innate heightened sense of justice, warmth felt for the "dementors", and affection for Tisza. But still, before letting my heart make a decision, I calculated everything. At least, I tried, based on the available data and logical conclusions.What I had in mind about big po was based on a lot of "ifs." Too big. For success, many factors must converge, and some of them were so far only hypotheses. Nevertheless, the idea of competing with the Axiom was breathtaking.After school, Tisza and I flew to the guys at the regional hospital. We met in a park full of centuries-old oak trees, on a serene alley by the fountain, which, unfortunately, did not work

- I don't understand why he's going to? Could have come to me, Crowler muttered as he followed the Bomb Truck. - Or to the guys, if you don't want to go to me."First of all, your grandmother doesn't love me," Tissa began to make excuses. - Secondly, her father will start calling her first, as she did that time. Thirdly, Malik has a full house of relatives, and in such bedlam only people like Infect can survive. Hang, by the way, is no better, only the still smelly spices all smelly!- Easier, Sister! Bomb Truck rebuked. - When you devoured dim sum and pork in honey sauce, something I did not hear from you such complaints!"Oh well, you," Tissa shrugged off. "And most importantly, I have already promised Alex's parents that I will return. Uncle Mark wanted to talk about Dis, and Aunt Helen said she would cook a special dinner and an abyss of stories about the little Sheppard. So the choice here is unequivocal!We walked out to an abandoned hut. According to Bombovoz, it periodically t