People tried to swing only on fists or staffs, avoided groups and did not enter the city - nothing helped. After some thought, I decided that perhaps the trigger is a solo insta? Or something else that is only possible with such a cheating skill as the Plague Pestilence Mark?The solo adventurer met more often in the world of Dis, but was not popular for the reasons voiced by his father. However, The strongest solo adventurer of Dis - the player of the 380th level of Dack - refuted his father's theoretical calculations, single-handedly cleaning up high-level dungeons. In a separate topic, entirely devoted to Deke, there was a reasonable explanation for this - a "bubble" and a sword with vampirism. Due to the reputation pumped to the skies with Nergal the Radiant, this adventurer could surround himself for thirty seconds with an invisible bubble that completely absorbs any damage, and a fast light sword with a high percentage of lifestyle, that is, the conversion of damage into absorbe
Strength: 25.Perception: 40.Stamina: 20.Charisma: 10.Intelligence: 40.Agility: 20.Luck: 20.Secondary characteristics:Life points: 784 / 784.Mana points: 50 / 50.Plague Energy Points: 258/ 100,000.Recovery rate: 60 lifetime points per minute.Bonus to the speed of movement: 50%.Base damage: 9.Load capacity: 228 kg.Accuracy: 210%.Spell Strength Bonus: 48%.Odds of evasion: +31%.Chance of critical damage: +41%.Trading discounts: −40%.Bonus to the chance to get a unique quest: +1%.Bonus to the chance to get improved loot: +2%.Bonus to remote damage: +50%.Notability: 0.Skills:Unarmed battle: 72.Crushing weapon: 1.Night vision: 30.One-handed swords: 1.Swimming: 40.Stealth: 63.Persuasion: 100.Sustainability: 90.Techniques and abilities:Stone leather: 90.Insidious Blow: 1.Hammer Fist: 72.Ram: 1.Crafts and professions:Cooking: Journeyman (0 / 250).Special skills and abilities:Deep teleportation: 1.Eerie Howl: 9.A harbinger of the Plague Pestilence.Clas
Urban drunk Patrick O'Grady is the weirdest NPC I've ever met, and Tristad, I suspect, is the weirdest sandbox. I remembered that it was this skinny, wrinkled and wrinkled face, non-player character of indeterminate age that rewarded me with a curse that was the first step toward "threat" status. Had the late Clayton, who ruled Dargo, had not taken pity on me then, it would have ended there, but this story began with a drunkard.I was reminded of Behemoth's words that Jane was never Patrick's fiancée, he just messed up, forgot how to share reality with nonsense. And now the mention of The Third World War... Contrary to ominous predictions, it was the shortest in the history of mankind, with almost no nuclear weapons used. And mechs, that is, combat vehicles that move with the help of legs and are piloted by a person inside, were actively used in it.However, I did not want to guess and find out the reasons right now. Spontaneous traders, judging by the extinguishing lights on the edge
"Everything," Patrick raised his palms conciliatorily. - Sorry, I've been in the second hour like a drop in my mouth, and it's not easy! The pipes are burning, the throat is jerking... Okay, I'll survive. Listen, the fist fight teacher, Master Sagda, lives in the armory district. On the sign he has a fist painted red, you will not miss. By the way, he's waving his feet — give Nergal,, Sleeper, to everyone! What a mill! There, if you want, you will find the hunter Conrad. He is a master of the bow - with five hundred steps a squirrel in the eye, an arrow is planted! True, the night is in the yard, and it is unlikely that they will accept you, but you try your luck ...Patrick yawned widely, and looking at him, I also opened my mouth, covering it with my hand. The first day after the ban dragged on, and I didn't do anything.- You know what, small? Maybe tomorrow is better? My mentee suggested. "I will sleep, in the morning I will put myself in order, clean my armor, sharpen my sword, a
Behind a short podium next to the elderly Cannon was The Warden of Cooper Prison. He whispered something in the judge's ear, and he said without further ado:- Guest of the city of Tristad Skif! You are accused of the premeditated murder of Tristad honorary citizen Patrick O'Grady. Do you have anything to say in your defense?- Bastard! Cooper shouted. - Bastard!- Silence indoors! The judge urged.As frail and sickly As Cannon might seem, his voice was thick and bassy. The judge shifted a demanding look at me:- Scythian?"I'm innocent, Mr. Judge. Mr. O'Grady wasn't killed by me.The judge bowed his head incredulously on his thin senile neck. Pursing his lips, he asked:Is there anyone who can confirm your words, the accused?"Apart from Patrick O'Grady and I and a killer named Atiyakari, there was no one around, Mr. Judge. But perhaps one of the residents...- Enough is enough! Chief Cooper roared. - Mr. Judge, let's not delay the verdict? The guest of Tristad, called Scythian, for
"You see, Scythian, you will not be resurrected," Atiyakari said with a smirk.He said something else, but I didn't hear anything else. The thug disappeared into thin air, and after him the whole world disappeared. In a fleeting flash, the courtroom disappeared along with Judge Cannon and the warden of the prison Cooper, the guard disappeared with a resident of the Kali bottom embedded in the Nepiska nepiska ...At the same second, I realized that I was on Mokhovaya Street, a few blocks from Patrick's house. The drunkard himself overtook me a few steps and broadcast what I had already heard:— ... hence, he enlisted in the army. The recruiter, of course, was that tempter! Listen to it, it turned out that the war is all entertainment and pleasure: travel, girls, drinking and light, tireless jogging ...Not knowing what to think about all this, I caught up with him and turned my head. Everything was calm, only a drunken group of dwarves, staggering, barely moving on the other side of th
"It's not worth it yet, keep it at home, Alex," Tissa said. - We are now trying not to wear anything expensive, they will take it off anyway. Even an epic has a 10% chance of falling out after death, not worth the risk. Moreover, as far as I remember, the thing is on the 20th level and in the near future will definitely not be useful to us.- So maybe sell then? If you need money, then...- No way! Tissa interrupted. - The 20th doesn't shine in the sandbox, but in the big Dis peppers will come in handy! They'll be very much into the topic for me and Ed!- Okay, as you say..."How are you, Alex?" How's your first day after the ban? Hang asked. Have you heard you talking to Big Poe?- Yes, he withdrew the claims. But he watches me, next to me - in inconspicuous - his guys are constantly spinning, sniffing out something. Yes, I didn't tell you about what was on Insta, and thank you for not doing that either."You don't hold us up for freaks!" Hang roared. "We knew what we were getting in
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