- Hello father, hello madam, was your sleep calm? - the girl said a classic greeting.Erita's relationship with her stepmother was excellent. Ertella - the wife of the lord, had a kind and balanced character. And my father would not marry a quarrelsome woman. What happened to her own mother? According to legend for the high society, Erita's own mother died during childbirth. In fact, she was alive and well, but now she was very far from this place.“Everything is fine, dear,” answered the stepmother. - But I'm really worried about my grandmother. Two weeks since you returned to the city, and she is still very weak. We are very lucky that there are misguided people in the city now, and even more fortunate that we have you."Looks like they've shot down all the Ash Rats in the port," the lord smiled. - It is likely that in the near future they will not bring new crystals to buyers. Your ability really came in very handy. Carcibela and mental power stones had one tricky feature. They be
It was necessary to change clothes, lubricate the bruises with ointment and rest a little, for all this prudently allotted about half an hour of time. It is strange, but the sweat-drenched girl preferred something else to all of the above and went to where she should not have any business at the moment - to the kitchen of the mansion of the lord's residence.Nodding amiably to the maids along the way, Erita found two twin sisters in the kitchen - Agatha and Renata, or simply Left and Right. That was the name of their friends. The twins were lively, pretty and very smart girls in their twenties. Carefully shutting the back door behind her, where the sisters were cleaning a hefty vat of vegetables for dinner, Erita turned to the girls. Of course, in the local dialect.- Well, how are they?“In the evenings, they gather at the Silver Marlin Tavern,” Right began with the most important piece of information. “From morning to afternoon they go to the garrison to train,” here the girl pulled
Further more. The bowstring was pulled by a special "rail" that freely walked along the carrier beam - a kind of base, to which the shoulders were attached in front, and the butt behind. This “rail” captured the bowstring with a cunning mechanism, wound it by the holders of the trigger mechanism and then released it for the possibility of descent. Quite cunningly done, although technically simple and elegant. That's just what kind of force set in motion all of the above, at first it was completely incomprehensible. More precisely, it is clear that it is magical, but where is it? You press the triggers, and in response, silence. And this despite the fact that it was not possible to move anything or even just scratch the metal of the weapon at all.Next are the shoulders. No, they bent, of course, only to bend them to the point where it became possible to put on a bowstring, it took the efforts of four broad-shouldered men. And the further the shoulders tried to bend, the more they resi
A lot of storm drains came out of the city into the sea, and indeed, there were much more underground structures here than above-ground ones. In general, monsters very similar to hefty rats lived in these drains. Such strange rats, they ran on four legs, but they did all the other things on two, using their forelimbs quite deftly. At the same time, the rats were "large-caliber" - more than a meter in length.It was worth throwing a fish in front of the drain, as monsters appeared within half an hour, and in the evening it happened even faster. In the garrison, after the guarantee of Arthur, they managed to get the go-ahead to take out the crossbow. This fact did not please the mentioned rats.Zhenya shot his prey on the second attempt, but Marina had some problems. Let her agree to shoot “at the poor animals” almost immediately, as soon as she took a good look at these “poor animals”. But the girl could not hit them in any way, because at the moment of pressing the trigger guard, for
After Kolya smiled rather and continued:“But at my age, it’s necessary to get to know each other differently,” and the man glanced at the hips of the waiter walking past, then caught her eye and seductively (in Kolya’s version) smiled. The waitress giggled.- But you don’t take such an example, this is a bad example, this is for gopniks ... You are the first method. Yes, and Jacquelinochka will not approve.The mysterious Jacqueline, with whom the gopnik was now cohabiting, Yura had never seen before. But the omniscient Zhenya gave a brief and not at all philosophical description: “Baba is dynamite ...”Yura began to think over Kolya's words and found them reasonable. And he was not even offended by the "juvenile lover of adult pictures."Marina burst into the tavern like a small hurricane and went to her comrades, not showing a shadow of fear that she experienced during her first visit here. Having stumbled upon a group of sailors who were quarreling in the aisle, she began to deftl
In addition to these people, who are supposed to be on any merchant ship, two more went ashore. Rude, but not rude, but stern, a middle-aged man, dressed in a beige jacket and trousers, and accompanying him, a beautiful, red-haired and moderately wiry woman in an elegant, but discreet light dress. In a man, in addition to broad shoulders and a military bearing, a dark, neatly trimmed beard immediately caught the eye, which bordered a face with slightly gray hair, the color of a beard. The look of this man was heavy, and an incomprehensible tension was felt in it.The couple walked around the city a lot. Travelers visited both the local temple and the noisy Mitungsky market, which is located near the port. They looked at the western outskirts of the city, where they wandered for a long time between the chic mansions of wealthy citizens, the cozy gardens of which were separated from the road by graceful wrought iron bars. With interest, the couple looked at the beautiful residence of th
Alaira's opinion had to be reckoned with: even though the operation as a whole was commanded by Rhetor, the saboteurs were subordinate to the red-haired warrior.The woman continued:- With the onset of darkness around the city, a magical barrier is activated, the option of landing and attacking from land disappears automatically.The Rhetor took the floor:- Well, then we go out to sea and wait for cloudy weather. The ships must approach within the launching distance of the boats exactly at the moment of dusk falling. At eleven it gets dark, and at twelve the night guard changes. After the change, the guards of the forts will switch to night mode: they will lock all the doors and generally be on the alert. In total, the landing force has only an hour to try to capture the forts. If we fail at this hour, it will be an order of magnitude more difficult to pull off such a thing in the next ten years.The interlocutors nodded approvingly.***Around the same time, Yura and his comrades v
- Yes, right now, - the gopnik muttered, - so that I miss all the fun in your casemates ...The sea lit up with a garland of bright flashes, right there, with these flashes, the body of a large ship with black sails pulled out of the darkness. Its side bristled with fire from two rows of cannons, then, belching its anger, it sank into darkness. Behind him, to the left, about half a kilometer away, another ship burst into flames with a rolling cannonade. Having filled the sky with an unpleasant whistle, the “bespredelchik” disappeared under the cover of darkness. In less than ten seconds, the third attacker revealed his location.“Here are the impudent ones, they stand two hundred meters from the shore, no more,” Kolya muttered.The philosopher looked at the gopnik in bewilderment. The comrade's remark clearly pulled Zhenya out of a kind of catharsis generated by the spectacle of the night salvo of a huge ship.But Kolya was a more down-to-earth person, he did not feel admiration, and