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J: It turns out that at the first level you can play only fifteen minutes a day? Not enough?Q: This is enough to understand whether you like the game, gain a couple of levels. And, of course, do not forget that time in the world of Tlalli flows much faster than in ours. These fifteen minutes feel like one and a half to two hours in the game.G: What is the maximum available level in the game?Q: At the moment, players can level up to level 100.J: That is, at this level, all restrictions are removed?in: That's right.J: Well, it's an interesting system. Moving on to the next question: according to rumors, you categorically refuse to create an official portal with information about the game world. What is it connected with?Q: For two reasons. Firstly, we want to allow players to explore the world of Tlalli themselves, to seek and find something unknown, and thus contribute to the unofficial wiki of the project. And secondly, our game evolution system allows the game to evolve consta
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Again a familiar screensaver. Hello, Tlally, or whatever you are. Here I am!A crawler hangs in my memory, which was not useful last time, but here, as with any other prevention, it’s better to be careful! It is quite possible that this time someone will feel the urge to do the same with me as with Rosa or Edik, then I will have at least some chance.Rob, in a gray shirt and trousers tied with a rope, winked at me, threw a pickaxe over his shoulder - the Tlalli map approached, moved up, leaving Coldreach Mountains in the center - we are at home.Five days. In the time that I waited for the game restriction counter to reset, five days had passed in this world. In principle, I can be anywhere, so you should prepare for everything!"Connection successful. Welcome!"I opened my eyes in a familiar hut. But this time, in splendid solitude - the wind blew into the room through the open shutters, playing with the coquettish curtains of the authorship of the same indestructible Agnis, there wa
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But there was no mask with interchangeable oxygen cylinders, there were no faithful Fairies and Frost nearby to protect, save.I twitched, bent, trying to tear the chilling metal from the flesh, but it was too similar to my attempts to cut off the stone stuck to my thigh - blood immediately dripped from my fingers, I staggered from the pain piercing my whole body, and the chain released another appendage that entangled my hands.What's this? Magic? But I read that there is no magic in the game! Therefore, the starting classes are all realistic - warriors, nobles, archers, miners, peasants ...- I see him! A familiar scream was heard.Thaumaturge! - A flash flashed through my head, after which something blunt, heavy and hard flew to me.The world before my eyes faded completely.Thaumaturgy. Blood magic. Officially, it does not exist, and the church catches its adherents and burns them at the stake with pleasure. But if it burns, then it means that it is afraid of something? Are you af
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Robbie A:Hello Russians! How is your nothing? I've got a little problem here while playing, can someone help me?Ferenz L:What do you have there?Robbie A:I just started playing, I have a beautiful girlfriend, the NPCs around are also not bad. But this church...Ferenz L:And what about the church?Robbie A:They accused me of witchcraft and it seems they are going to burn me alive! Who solved this problem?Palyto:Gee.Kubyca:Lol, horse.Ferenz L:In sorcery? But there is no magic in the game! This is realistic fantasy. How did you manage?Robbie A:Yes, you see, I found it here ...I started to type the text - and then erased it. Nowhere, neither on the forum nor on the wiki, have I heard anything similar to my case. No one has found a ruby capable of sticking to the skin like a tick. No one ever wrote that his eyes glowed red. So maybe it's a no-brainer? Shouldn't you flog a fever and talk about everything?Robbie A:Yes, I quarreled with their guards a little, killed a coupl
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Thoughts swirled in search of a way out. I definitely could not escape with such damage, I would definitely not be able to endure this any longer.Intuition help!But she only illuminated with white almost all the objects neatly laid out on the tables - each of them carried only suffering and pain. Brother Foma became quite skilled in the matter of torture, it was impossible to negotiate with him.It was only possible to fulfill his requests, whims, orders.So, stop, these are not my thoughts. It is the suffering of almost broken Rob, driven into an almost geometrical point, the local Rob, who was tortured all night and all day before.- Yes, think for yourself. - After tearing the ligament of the scream, the throat could only push out a wheeze. - This is a tiny village, I don’t have any accomplices and cannot be, everyone would know everything.— Is that how? Thomas asked kindly. - And what about your girlfriend? How is she there? Agnis? She ran to you all the time.She didn't know a
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Rome jumped off the wagon with a laugh and pushed the girl in the face, knocking her down.“The protector has been found, look. Maybe you want to pillory instead?You are executing an innocent person! - Sitting in the dust, the girl shouted. “He is not to blame for anything.- Soldier. I croaked.What do you want, sorcerer?“I will remember you.Now in no case should they be threatened or provoked in any way. I don’t care anymore, I’m not a tenant, and if you provoke the soldiers, then they may well abuse the girl - just to humiliate me even more. The bedding of the sorcerer.- Remember it well. Rome laughed again. - Say hello to Haang. Touch!The wagon began to move again, the stones seemed to have run out, or the crowd decided that it was necessary to spare my life until the execution began. Only Agnis screamed, thin and scary, pounding the ground with her fists. But no one heard her.And here is my forehead. A familiar pole, on which not so long ago - a week ago, if you count local
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“N-Probably.— That's what I think. You know, I feel obligated to repay your kindness. You know what, old man? Let's go out, I need to discuss something with you.They both left, leaving me alone with only the buxom wife of the headman - must be the mother of my character?- Eat, Mas, eat. Would you like something more tasty? - She got busy.- Milk, if possible. - A piece in the throat did not climb, to be honest. It was somehow strange and hard to have breakfast a couple of hundred meters from the place of my painful death.But I have to admit: this game definitely knows how to motivate. All these travel journals, quests and other antediluvian nonsense - everything is hopelessly outdated. But to throw the player into a situation where he himself sets a goal that he will definitely not forget about is right.- Do not go to the slaughter with the rest of the peasants. - A bowl of milk appeared in front of me, some kind of wicker roll. - There is no need for the son of the headman to de
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And there were enough living creatures around. It is clear that it will not be possible to go further along the rails - there are now hunting grounds for animated elements, but there was something to do here too."Congratulations! You have reached level fifteen! Attention! You have fifteen unallocated skill points. Please open the character window and invest the necessary points."Later, more and more later. I swiped the notification away and stared blankly at another one that took up half of my field of vision."Player, congratulations on your successful progress along the path of hero development! The starting location will be available for you up to the twentieth level, but if you suddenly liked it here so much that you are ready to stay here - the Idab company opens a set of game masters for players from level twenty!"Also interesting, but later. I shrugged off that notice as well. It's time to head back to the surface. Everything, from the point where I stopped, to the very end