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"That would be fungus tonic." Akk emerged from the artificer's office. "A mixture of helpful fungi, anti-toxin mold and some minerals. A strong medicinal brew."
"Baffles me the logic of being a bandit in such a hell considering what kind of equally hellish laws they have in here..." Akk the Centaur scoffed at the remark.
"What the... how am I still alive?..." Morko touched himself a little, but indeed his wounds were gone.
"You're alive because I healed you." Morko quickly stood up, sword drawn and pointed at the stranger. "And who the heck are you??" "My name is Leon Eshever. I'm here to give you a chance... for revenge... to change the course of history... history of many worlds, in fact." "...what kinda bunch of shrooms are you on?" The stranger let out a tired sigh. "It will take a while to explain, but I will gladly tell you everything you wish to know - at a later time. For now what's important is that I offer you to join our crusade against him." "Him?" "The red-haired one. Prince Aliberti. The Destroyer of Worlds." "...And you cut off children's hands too!?" "No matter the age, gender or station, the criminals are treated equally in the Empire's land. A theft, be it from a coffer of silver from royal treasury or a bag of fungi from a granary, costs the thief both hands."
"Now that's just downright cruel!" "Really I have to agree with my sister on that. Did you try... being lenient?" "Yes. During the reign of second-to-last Emperor, before the current one... Godhias the Kind-Hearted loosened the punishments for all crimes, except, of course, murder." "Aaand?" "The amount of crime quadrupled in span of two yearly cycles." "..." Clearly unable to continue on the topic, the royal siblings dropped it. And just in due time; they were back at Fort Arrival! Akk brought them to the elderly official, explained the situation, and the old man patted his beard thoughtfully.
"Well, that does complete your mission. I have offered to repair your magical trinket, and I intend to keep my end of bargain. Can I have it?" Aliberti handed the shattered mirror to Nathal, who nodded. "Give me few hours and I will fix it." The old man wandered back into his office, whilst Aliberti sat down on a rock protruding from the cave floor near the artificier's house. "It's the waiting that is worst thing in all this."
"Turned out to be a traitor, and paid for it." With that said, Akk began a slow march back to Fort Arrival, with Prince Aliberti in tow. "Whoever wishes to stay, raise their hand!" With a little giggle - and not raising her hand - Princess Rosana went after the two.
"Maybe she went looking for treasure... I would prefer having her here though. Ayzebel?" Prince Aliberti shouted toward the exit from the half-finished dungeone-y bandit hideout.
42, 17, 82, 83, 5, 50, 5, 30
51, 1, -, 38, 89, 34, 42, 96
69, -, 45, 29, 6, 39, 22, 11
91, 23, -, 1, 14, 7, 11, 55
2, 6, 100, 36, 90, 48, 25, 33
69, 64, 38, 88, 13, 2, 27, 57
19, 37, -, 18, 16, 38, 3, 19
65, 58, -, 46, 87, 75, 55, 34
96, -, 32, 46, 76, 76, 25, 14
38, -, 17, 6, 15, 67, 76, 61
77, 96, -, 36, 47, 99, 50, 42
54, 22, -, 6, 83, 93, 22, 32
66, 90, 20, 82, 89, 80, 1, 14
Hit: 101+10-10-23 = 78
Hit roll: 13, hit!
Damage: 18-10 = 8dmg
Iodin counterattacks!
Hit: 105-10-15-27 = 53
Hit roll: 71, miss!
Hit: 120-10-23 = 87
Hit roll: 80, hit!
Damage: 15-5 = 10dmg
"Fuckin'... hell..." "These bandits fortunately had no chance to make trouble around Fort Arrival. Thank you, foreigners." "Now back to your outpost and hopefully we can go back to our world!" "About time. Even if the old man did perfect his magics, I'm worried about how much time have passed since we left for the icy world and being stuck here. Everyone ready to go back?... where's Ayzebel?"
Hit: 120-35 = 85
Hit roll: 42, hit!
Damage: 15-2 = 13dmg
"Auurrgghh!..."Laura can sulk over there too?
"Whatever...."
"I am Andala. These are my friends and companions. We're fetching this young boy from the continent to the northwest to the continent in the east. We got this far through the sea because of a magical writ. We ended here by accident because a storm damaged our ship. We also wish to bury a man who died during the storm, too."
"...what's the point in fighting back? It's useless... like me."
