The fight had ceased—when there was a flash of light, almost everyone was blinded and now crawled across the blood-soaked deck among the corpses. The sorcerer was about to cast a Paralysis Charm on the invaders to trap them, but froze as he noticed a streak of smeared black goo that led to the opposite side. He staggered from the onset of weakness, rushed to the bulwark, dropping the scrolls in the blood, but his good hand managed to grab only a piece of straw cloak. The sorcerer was able to escape even with a split heart. He fell into the dark waters of the night sea, bleeding and probably dying to the delight of the sharks, but he left a parting gift ... pain throbbed in the blackened veins of his right hand, and the master could hardly believe that the one who left her died safely.Tobius, realizing that delay would doom him to death, took a deep breath, prepared for what was to come - and dug into his flesh with his teeth. He tore out a piece of meat and skin at the bite site, spa

“Gongarud, language of Khazungor…- And even if it was so! Well, he spoke, smiled, shook hands with us, and the second one held a heavy chest covered with gold! Do you believe?— I believe.- Yeah, and from that chest we got these talismans! I'll tell you honestly, many of us later sold these things, it's clear, there are so many gems! But I am not! I carried this thing on me, and it saved me! So, now you can wear it too! I thought about giving it to my sons when they left, but ... you know, I have three sons, and one talisman, how would I divide it? No way! I can only pray to God for them, but this talisman ..."It's not a talisman," Tobius said confidently.- Ash?- It has no magic.“Er… maybe you…”“Venerable, this medallion is a real order. The runes on it say: "Rising against the dragon." Among the dwarves, this is a description of the highest courage, since the dwarves know firsthand what a dragon is and what one needs to be to go against him. This is an order of courage and mil

Hiding from the blows of low-growing branches and warily following the darkness of the forest, the wizard drove the carriage along the narrowing road. I had to turn around and peer nervously into the gaps between the moss-covered trunks, looking for signs of a chase. A magician without magic is a pitiful sight, all fears and phobias grow teeth and begin to gnaw at such a magician with tripled strength. Without magic, he shakes like a yellow leaf in the autumn wind, there is no trace of arrogant greatness and awareness of his own power, paranoia captures an unstable mind. All this Tobius knew and did his best to strengthen his will in order to keep his mind pure. He needed a breather, the protection of solid stone walls, perhaps...As soon as he saw the darkening mass of the stone wall, he held on to the reins and rode more slowly to allow the observers who sat down from above to see him. The village did indeed have a moat, which was a pleasant surprise. Let not very wide and rather di

He tore his gaze away from his hand and looked at it with his inhuman eyes. She was as white as a dead man and trembled finely.- It's a long road. Here you abandoned your intention, here you left it. Carried, gave birth. People found out, and the old women began to talk and look askance, and the girls began to hiss, call names. But you endured. She fed, raised her son with care and love. Time passed, he became big, strong, loving. Support and protection for the mother. People have long ceased to speak, and no one listens to those who continue to slander. The boy is strong, good, he is not afraid of anyone, he does not run away from anyone, and they accepted him. You will die old among your grandchildren. Whether there will be a husband or not, I don’t know, but there will be many grandchildren, I see everyone around the deathbed, everyone is crying.He straightened up and let go of her hand.“Now decide which way you want to go.” Only quickly, I'm tired and want to sleep. He crossed

— Tobius Mole, Master of Riven Academy.“Oh, we are all masters here! Well, except for Lando! Khales, the most sociable of those present, laughed shortly. - Guilt? Elya? Slivovitz? Beer? It's a great beer, I swear! The best beer I've ever had, from the breweries of Trontholp Brewers himself! "Oak barrel"!"No," Tobius snapped. — What exactly are you doing?“Well… uh… now we’re eating…”Why aren't you on the walls?- What are we to do there? said Hales Troubadour.- Don't know. be present? Inspire? Trying to convince the people that the mages of Riven are not a bunch of wry-armed cowards that tremble in their towers while lords, warriors and monks confront the bastards from the Savage Land...There was an awkward pause.“The thread of the conversation has gone somewhere in the wrong direction,” the Giant chuckled. “The young man is somewhat agitated…“The young man is a master with a staff, the same as you, so be careful with notes of condescension in your voice, enchantment Godern,” T