Бамп. Сам я англицкий не знаю, но опа хочу поддержать, он молодец. Куны, что знают иностранный, помогите ему.

>>101442
Постараюсь помочь, немного умею в английский.

>>101656
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3508126#msg3508126

>>101707
>you gently slipped inside
you carefully slipped inside

>>101708
Спасвибо, поправил

>>101709
Лучше сперва сюда кидай, через сутки - на форум. Качество повысится.

>>101716

> Visit appraiser. Trade gems
> Do this: go to first appraiser, find out the price. Then go to the second appraiser, immediately call the lower price as one and half times higher. If the second shopkeeper buys, go to the next dealer, again raise the price in the same way.

At the hands you had so far only one stone and you have decided to sell it with maximum benefit. Walking at shops and stores, you found out the price of the stone and the next time the offered it more expensive. The jeweler offered three gold and a dozen groschens. Trader called price of ten golds, five silver and some copper coins. In the end, when most acceptable price roughly delineated, the pawnbroker gave 30 gold evenly. During the conversation, he added:
- Don't you rush over all the dealers, raising price? I generally do not care, but you risk to attract the attention of people who are not accustomed to bargain at all. Will weither track you down and steal the stone, or simply kill you. However, now that they'll see in your hand a weighty purse with coins, for some you will become even more attractive target. Therefore, take care, my friend.
Having taken a stone, pawnbroker gave you a pouch of money, and sent a courier boy with a jewel through the back door.
Out on the street, you really do not know what to do with "wealth" - everywhere, it seemed, envious eyes were staring.

>>101757

> Hide the pouch in back of underpants
> Go to the administrator, pay billeting and take back pebbles left in pledge.
> and then immediately run to our guys with shortest most crowded path.
> back to team
> Support a reunion with expedition.

Thrusting purse under the scrotum, you in short rushes went back to the tavern. The administrator still did not go anywhere and did not recognize the price of stones, and therefore easily brought them to you, accepting as payment regular money. Became generous, for everything and anything, and for the care you paid him much as entire gold coin, for which you were showered with compliments and a promise that the room will be yours at least until the end of the week.
Then you just as quickly returned to the market place, where during your absence nothing did not changed significantly . Gathered the spirit and spreading beard in the old way, you have come to your comrades.

- Oh, praise to Armok! - Shorast leaped - soapmaker found again!
Neal and Bomel came near too, welcoming in every possible way.
- Where did you get lost? You were tied, kinda.
- I do not remember ... fell somehow and ... lost ... broke hand out ... With a spoon, while was falling ...
- Anyway, - manager continued,- Alive, and it's best.
It seems no one even noticed the spoon at wagon.
- Do not get lost again! Fuff ... Now, another problem remains. Buketotil disappeared yesterday. Meng with Anil look for him, walk around to ask anyone who saw. Like the time to draw the leaflets as for you, yeah. Hey, you were his most friend, may you draw a face, his face. Here's the parchment and ink. Later will hung up the same way. And then, without Tok-we can't go anyway.

>>101781
>At the hands you had so far only one stone and you have decided to sell it with maximum benefit.
??ной порядок слов должен быть, мне кажется. Что-то вроде "So far you only had one stone at hands (зачем там the?) and you decided to sell it with maximum benefit."
>Walking at shops and stores, you found out the price of the stone and the next time the offered it more expensive.
Первая треть коряво совсем звучит, может, перефразировать? Как насчет "Walking from shop to shop"? Да и остальное тоже не очень, но тут не уверен, как следует перевести. Может, совсем по-другому построить? Типа "each time increasing price of the stone".
>In the end, when most acceptable price roughly delineated, the pawnbroker gave 30 gold evenly.
Там не должно быть had после price? ?? вместо evenly лучше exactly, мне кажется. Только тогда надо его перед 30 поставить. Вообще, предложение звучит как-то коряво, но это скорее проблема не перевода, а оригинала, так сказать.
>- Don't you rush over all the dealers, raising price?
You и don't местами поменять, мне кажется. ??ли вообще, лучше в прошедшее время перевести, может еще в конце добавить ", did you?".
>I generally do not care, but you risk to attract the attention of people who are not accustomed to bargain at all.
Generally уж заменить на что-то вроде really может? Алсо, the перед attention там незачем.
>Will weither track you down and steal the stone, or simply kill you.
Что за weither? Either, чтоли? Если да, то в начале уж стоит добавить тогда they.
>However, now that they'll see in your hand a weighty purse with coins, for some you will become even more attractive target.
Перефразирую первую половину "But now, then they'll see a weighty purse with coins in your hand".
>Having taken a stone, pawnbroker gave you a pouch of money, and sent a courier boy with a jewel through the back door.
THE stone и THE jewel уж.
>Out on the street, you really do not know what to do with "wealth" - everywhere, it seemed, envious eyes were staring.
in the street, мне кажется, really может заменить на indeed, do заменить на did (прошедшее время же), и добавить from перед everywhere.
Такое мое мнение.

>>101783
Короче, подумал, что лучше сразу буду писать "исправленный" вариант, без объяснений лишних. Еще раз, это просто мое мнение.
>Thrusting purse under the scrotum, you in short rushes went back to the tavern.
Thrusting the purse under the scrotum, you went back to the tavern in short rushes.
>The administrator still did not go anywhere and did not recognize the price of stones, and therefore easily brought them to you, accepting as payment regular money.
The administrator still didn't go anywhere and didn't inquire the price of stones, therefore readily gave them back to you, accepting regular money as payment.
>Became generous, for everything and anything, and for the care you paid him much as entire gold coin, for which you were showered with compliments and a promise that the room will be yours at least until the end of the week.
Feeling generous, for everything and anything, and for the care(?) you paid him an entire gold coin, for which you were showered with compliments and a promise that the room will stay yours at least until the end of the week.
>Then you just as quickly returned to the market place, where during your absence nothing did not changed significantly .
Then you returned to the market place just as quickly, where nothing changed significantly during your absence.
>Gathered the spirit and spreading beard in the old way, you have come to your comrades.
Gathering your spirit and spreading your beard in the old way, you approached your comrades.
>- Oh, praise to Armok! - Shorast leaped - soapmaker found again!
- Oh, praise the Armok! - Shorast leaped on his feet - soapmaker is found again!
>- Where did you get lost? You were tied, kinda.
- Where did you go? You were kind of tied.
>- I do not remember ... fell somehow and ... lost ... broke hand out ... With a spoon, while was falling ...
- I don't remember ... fell out somehow and ... got lost ... broke my hand, see?.. Fell on the spoon(?) ...
>- Anyway, - manager continued,- Alive, and it's best.
- Anyway, - manager continued,- Good to see you alive(?).
>It seems no one even noticed the spoon at wagon.
It seems no one even noticed the spoon in(?) wagon.
>Meng with Anil look for him, walk around to ask anyone who saw.
Meng with Anil are looking for him, walking around and asking if anyone saw him.
>Like the time to draw the leaflets as for you, yeah.
About time to draw leaflets just like for you, yep.
>Hey, you were his most friend, may you draw a face, his face.
Hey, you were his best friend, maybe you can draw his face? В оригинале знака вопроса нет, но, мне кажется, он там должен быть.
>Here's the parchment and ink.
Here's some parchment and ink.
>Later will hung up the same way.
Later we'll hung them the same way(?).
>And then, without Tok-we can't go anyway.
Because we can't go anyway Tok.

>>101803
>Because we can't go anyway without Tok.

>>101802
>>101803

Пофиксил, не со всем, правда, согласен. Особенно с речью Шораста - хочу передать его некоторую взволнованность и сбивчивость. Но вообще, более чем годные поправки, благодарю.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3510917#msg3510917

Запостил, кстати, для супостатов ссылку с предложением набегать в любое время, но что-то их не видать кроме этого >>101695 , мне кажется.
BTW, многие из вас, Уристы, имеют аккаунт на bay12?

>>101807
На самом деле, все кто отписался в треде на бэй12 отсюда, даже ДаркерДарк.

>>101807
Ну, в этом и суть, я выдаю свое виденье, а ты уже, как начальник, смотришь, подходит или нет, выбираешь.

А что супостатам тут делать-то особо?

??мею.

>>101807
В посте с торгом остался риторический вопрос о надобности "the".

>>101807
>их не видать кроме этого >>101695 , мне кажется
Посмотри на название его файла.
>Файл 134435544461.jpg - (322.33KB , 900x700 , Без-имени-1.jpg )

>>101813
your arguement is invalid. im real tim denee, but im using russian photoshop

>>101864
O RLY? Well then, welcome to DFach. Excuse this Urist, he's kinda paranoid.

>>101865
disregards that in fact im not denee lol im just a mimocrocodile

>>101866
Окей, ты меня затроллел. Но боксита не будет неее...

>>101813
Не заметил. Еще тут есть бородач, у которого файлы зовутся " .jpg", видно шифруется

> Arm with spoon, take Nil and go to suburs!
> Take Nil and go squander money in accordance with the suggestions above
(t. n. List like this
1) Upgrade for the Angryspoon
2) Gifts for mates
3) Armor and new melee weapon
4) Noble clothes
5) Pet
6) Crossbow
7) Backpack, flask

And many others...)
and bu the way visit Guard house, couple of coins would tell if someone was arrested or found

Bomel hasn't managed to draw like you, so you made dozen of portraits and along with Nil went to stick them on walls. Shorast said that it is necessary to warn the city guard about the leaflets - where you should go, and what generally happened. Therefore, the destination at the moment was the building of the city guards, and only then shopping.

Кстати, >>101809 -Урист, я до воскресенья скорее всего запропаду, так что если появится новый пост и вдруг у тебя будет желание и время - запости перевод здесь сам. Это, вообще говоря, ко всем относится.

>>101868
Ок.

К переводу придирок особо нет, я бы только along with Nil и went to stick them on walls местами поменял бы.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3513481#msg3513481

Вообще, если уж на то пошло, можно и весь уже имеющийся перевод отредактировать. Тут, возможно, и кроется низкая популярность сабжа на бее.
А возможно, само приключение им так себе.

Ок, запиливую свой вариант перевода.

>We can separate - let Nil go to guards to warn them and all that, while we'll be posting up leaflets. Then Nil will go away, go and speak to the dwarf.
>I completely support this.

- Hey, Nil, let me stick up the rest of this, while you go straight to guards... to save us some time.
- No way, - he opposed, - no wandering alone anymore.

>Is that a dwarf in the background? We can come up to say hello, ask him who is he, where is he from, how did he end up here.
>I support this.(Is that a Likot portrait in his hand, no?)
>This.(And yes, that's Soapeater portrait)
>Talk to the dwarf, find out if he saw Tok, what does he want from Likot, see if he knows where to find the cheapest booze and where do other dwarfs are gathering.

Dwarf in a pointy hat approached you timidly by himself.
- Greetings, dwarfs, I am Mas Kamvenot - mage and wizard. I beg your pardon, but is it you on the portraits? - he showed you a leaflet with your face on it.
- Yes, it's me... but I was already found.
- And your name is Likot Ubendeb?
- Well yeah, that's me.
- Oh, hmm... very good... - wizard was thinking about something.
- There's another one who's lost now, - Nil interrupted, indicating the portrait, - Tok Buketotil. Have you seen him?
Wizard was still thinking:
- Nooo... Hadn't seen...
- Well if you meet him, tell him... ah well, he already knows that we're staying at the square. Tell him that we are looking for him.
- All right.
Suddenly a thought struck you to look for your dwarf pal at the places of alcohol distribution and local brethren meeting:
- Hey, where can one go and drink up cheaply?
- Well, - Mas came to, - Anywhere, actually. There are expensive taverns in town, but you'll recognize them at once. So you can go in any shop and prices are roughly the same.
- I see... And where is a meeting hall?
Nil interfered:
- A place where local dwarven diaspora goes to...
Kamvenot looked from and to another:
- Arol-Iton is in the western part of the town. But... I don't know... I don't think you should show you faces in there.
Seribas raised an eyebrow:
- And why is that?
- You are dwarfs from the Mountainhome, I can see that clearly, but those are urban. They only care about money and struggle for power, they are more like an organized gang than an undermountain society. You will not like to meet them.
You and Nil looked at each other, puzzled, while Mas fished out magic staff:
- In the mean time, I am a mage and I can fulfill one wish for 10 gold. But not the ones related to wealth, that's a sore spot for magic of this kind. Everybody only wish to get a thousand gold while giving out ten. Nope, that doesn't work... Curses! I started with bad thing again, and you need to start with good... With good! Stupid head... sorry... Tens of satisfied customers, enormous experience, wishes fulfilled in short period of time! Not years, like some do, you know... I'm working with dwarves, elves, humans, even goblins! Yes-yes, there were a few times, - Mas gesticulated and grimaced energetically, - Group wishes! That is really killing stuff - than the whole party focuses on one common wish - the results are stunning! Questions of marriage and relations, problems with job and debtors, travels and wishes related to long transits, ills and health, good luck for you and bad luck for your enemies, seduction of women and the whole spectrum of unmentioned topics, and all that just for 10 gold. The most average price in town! Considering I'm the only one in town, hahaha! Funny, eh? Why are you not smi... hm... I see you are interested in my offer, aren't you? Am I right? Well?

>>102039
О, спасибо! А я на работе свежий пост прочел с телефона, а переводить с него OCHE не комильфо. В общем, кое-какие места поправил, но список лень приводить.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3525027#msg3525027

>>102153
>Shortly, for wholesalу let him decrease price at third for brethren dwarfes.

- Discount for brothr dwarfes?
Mas raised his hand to stop you at the moment.
- Of course not. Sorcery spends my resources equally as for dwarves and for elves. So, sorry, gentlemen, there is no discount, sir.

>Ask where he studied as the mage.

- Hmmm ... Curious. Somewhere there is a school of wizards, or you were trained yourself on the books?
- Ways of magic are inscrutable, my friend. I started with a short treatises about curbing of internal energies, and then became interested in more sophisticated techniques. I have dedicated thirty years to search and learning of knowledges. Traveled a lot of course, trampled many paths and roads. But the school of magic - I never never met ... unfortunately ... or fortunately - he chuckled.

> Better ask why the f*ck he was twisting our leaflet in hands.

- What is it, you... walk with my portrait by the streets?
- - And exactly ... - The magician rolled leaflet and put it in his pocket - At times I am distracted. So took one and walkif recallig if seen ... or have not ...

>Extort his real name.

- Tell me, "Kamvenot", this is not a dwarven name ... This is a human's, right?
- Heh, true ... - Mage embarrassed - many are interested. But it's good for business - the sonorous pseudonym! Not like ... "Ubendeb" ... Just like you, - he patted the pocket where he had just put in the leaflet, - a funny coincidence. And it interested me initially.

>Invite him to approach the wagon, tighten there in and during the unobtrusive interrogation find out what he really wants.
>Get plus for interrogation of suspicious subject.
>Under any pretext drag this dwarf to the wagon, and then let the manager in couple with Ostox get information from him.
>Take him to wagon
>I beard you not to make wishes but interrogate him

- Emm, let you pass with us to the wagon? There, comrades, we can all together decide about the wish.
Nil pulled you:
- Hey, scattered number two, forgot where we are going to and why? - He pointed to the portrait of Buketotil - business first, then entertainment.
You turned to Seribas and began to whisper:
- I suspect that this jerk has information about Tok.
- What?
- Perhaps he is associated with dwarven diaspora, maybe they keep our friend in captivity! We must interrogate this quack! And for this we must drag him to the cart, where Shorast and Ostox in couple ...
- You're absolutely gone crazy! - Nil slightly pushed you, - Meng said that that mushroom could damage the brain, and now I'm beginning to suspect that the doctor was right! Come to your senses, moron! We will not show any agression within city limits, or Guard will rush over us and throw us to jail! After what hangover you... Ah, don't even want to talk! Completely crazy, fool. We keep the same route, and the point! - Then he turned to the mage - I'm sorry, but today, no desires. Best of luck.

Ок, мой вариант перевода, с небольшими комментариями.

>It's a wholesale, so let him decrease price by third for brethren dwarfes.
Не знаю, честно говоря, есть ли у них аналог нашего "короче", но shortly тут точно не подходит.

- Any discount for brother dwarfes?
Mas raised his hand to stop you for a moment.
- Of course not. Sorcery spends my resources equally for both dwarves and elves. So, excuse me, gentlemen, no discounts.

>Ask where he studied as a mage.

- Hmmm ... Just curious. Is there a school of wizards somewhere порядок слов, блядь!1!, or did you learned it all from books by yourself?
- Ways of magic are inscrutable, my friend. I started with short treatises about curbing of internal energies, and then became interested in more sophisticated techniques. I have dedicated thirty years to search and learning of knowledges. Traveled a lot, of course, trampled many paths and roads. But the school of magic - I never met ... unfortunately ... or fortunately - he chuckled.

>Better ask why the f*ck he was holding our leaflet in his hands.

- Why were you... walking the streets with my portrait?
- - Ah, truly ... - The magician rolled leaflet and put it in his pocket - At times I am distracted. So I took one and walked, recalling if seen ... or have not ...

>Extort his real name.

- Tell me, "Kamvenot", that is not a dwarven name ... This is a human's, right?
- Heh, true ... - Mage become embarrassed просто embarrassed это "смутил" - many have asked. But it's good for business - the sonorous pseudonym! Not like ... "Ubendeb" ... Like your's, - he patted the pocket where he had just put in the leaflet, - a funny coincidence. That is what interested me in the first place.

>Invite him to approach the wagon, tighten there in and during the unobtrusive interrogation find out what he really wants.
>Plusing for interrogation of suspicious subject.
>Under any pretext drag this dwarf to the wagon, and then let the manager in couple with Ostox get information from him.
>Take him to wagon
>I beard лол, ну-ну not to make wishes but interrogate him

- Emm, maybe you'll come with us to the wagon? There are our comrades, we can all decide about the wish together.
Nil pulled you:
- Hey, scatter-head number two, forgot where we are going to and why? - He pointed at a portrait of Buketotil - business first, entertainment later.
You turned to Seribas and began to whisper:
- I suspect that this jerk has information about Tok.
- What?
- Perhaps he is associated with dwarven diaspora, maybe they keep our friend in captivity! We must interrogate this quack! And for this we must drag him to the cart, where Shorast and Ostox in couple ...
- You've totally gone crazy! - Nil slightly pushed you, - Meng said that that mushroom could have damaged your brain, and now I'm beginning to suspect that doctor was right! Come to your senses, moron! We shall not show any agression within city limits, or Guard will rush over us and throw us in jail! How did you even get this idea... Ah, don't even want to talk! You're completely crazy, you fool. We keep on the same route, period! - Then he turned to the mage - I'm sorry, but no desires today. Best of luck.

Алсо, бро, тут я заметно меньше иправлял, чем раньше. Ощущяется прогресс.
??, да, так как насчет идеи с редактированием старых переводов?

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3541810#msg3541810

>>102159
Как всегда, спасибо за поправленные косяки. Что насчет порядка слов-иногда вижу такое на то же бухте, или где еще. Может, сойдет за просторечие. Да и идея подчистки мне волне по нраву, но пока не знаю, в какую б форму облечь. Как вариант-глянь пока на предмет явной поебени, а там может в четыре руки перепроверим за недельку-две, по вечерам.

>>102167
В смысле "в какую б форму облечь"?
Я вообще думал просто пройтись подряд по всем текстам, по частям, разумеется. То есть просто взять кусок текста, переработать, вставить обратно, repeat. Мне это не сложно, я могу хоть завтра начать и просто скидывать сюда свои варианты, ты уже там смотри.

>>102171
Мне просто, скажем, неловко было прямо тебе предложить вычитать все это, но я ленивый хуй и к тому же без свежего взгляда, так что пости-будем править.

>>102176
Ну, я же сам всё это предложил.
Ладно, как и до этого, буду сразу класть свои варианты перевода. По одному бэевскому посту за раз.

You woke up (SUDDENLY) in your room, not in some Armok forsaken place. Travels in deserts and goblin forests turned out to be just dreams, created by your autistic imagination.

After you recovered a bit, you remembered that today is important but at the same time one of the most unpleasant days of your life. Question is that by decision of the Queen you have to leave your usual habitat and embark on far expedition to found a new fortress with a company of six other "luckies".

>Go get drunk.

Apparently, someone locked the door in your room from inside. Interesting, who could that be?

>Take a look at muralengraving on the wall.

Engraved on the wall is the masterful rendition of Bomul Shomil.
Bomul Shomil raises Dongitestil, artifact bucket with the image of Dongitestil, artifact bucket. Bomul Shomil seems triumphant.

>Break down the door by throwing a sock.

Sock hit the door with a crunch and now hanging on the bar. It looks like you don't have enough rage to use it like a battering ram.

>Open door. Put on the sock. Arm yourself with a spoon and go to meeting hall.
>Get to dining hall and have a dinner, meaning, drink.

You've decided to overcome your autistic spirit and finally open your room's door. Before leaving you've decided to equip with spoon and sock but then took thought about where you should go first: meeting hall, dining hall or booze stockpile.

>Inspect the room, checking your stocks. If there is any outerwear - put it on.

Of all the stocks found in the room there was only plumphelmet spawn remaining after yesterday's supper. No outerwear and, for the matter, no cabinet in your room to store it in.

>Exit the room and take a look around.
>Arm yourself with wooden bar before leaving.

Taking the bar with yourself for some reason, you left the room and looked around. You are in the hallway of your apartment block where you lived most part of your adult life. There is almost nothing to look at here.

>Also, it would be nice to strain your memory and remember planning of our fortress, what is there and where.

Inscription, left to right(Russian):
-You weren't there 4 years;
-Booze;
-Food;
-Dining hall;
-Well.

Without much strainig you remembered all halls and corridors where you've been at least once. List of places you visited consists of: bedroom for poor 1x2, local booze cellar, buffet, dining hall and meeting hall at the well. The rest of the fortress has been never known by you.

>Go and get drunk.
>have a dinner, meaning, drink.
>Satisfy our physical needs.
>And for this go to the bar (booze pile).

The idea that it wouldn't hurt to drink something strong was on your mind since awakening. So, it's your task #1 right now.

Bared ass crazy run past you, yelling something in an incomprehensible language.

Upon entering the cellar, you find the last barrel of dwarven wine. It seems something is still splashing at the bottom.

>Check out the barell's content

There is just enough booze left at the bottom to fill you up. Alcohol has added strength and markedly improved
well-being but gave no joy at all. Because it's the same damn dwarven wine again! Made from the same
damn mushrooms and cooked by the same damn brewer!

You receive +1 bad thought. Adding the thought that you now have to leave your home you totally have 2 bad thoughts. 5 bad thoughts lead you into tantrum so now you've got to act more careful.

>Also, take a paper from the back and take a look what's written on it

On the paper you see crookedly written scrawling formed from runic dwarwen letters: LIKOT UDENDEB - ONINOAGAK. The closest translation would be "Likot SoapEater - anal elf". Taking into account the fact that you are that Likot SoapEater, and there is no other in the whole fortress with such a name - it definitely means someone deliberately trying to annoy you. +1 bad thought.

>Go to armor an weapon stockpiles, equip and arm yourself respectively. Also, if there is coin pile - use the occasion to stop by and fill pockets with gold.

You don't know where is armory and treasury. Even even if you knew, soapmaker living in low cost appartaments is unlikely to be allowed.

>Go to fortress ruler(or whoever responsible) to find out expedition details.

You have never seen this ruler (Queen, actually - she is in charge here), and you have no idea where her throne room is or wherever she does meetings with visitors. And about the expedition will be announced in the evening at the well, where seven founders will meet.

>Try to date some dwarfgirl and persuade her to coitus

There is nobody around, so not sooner than in the evening at the well. The only one you can try to persuade to coitus now is the bare ass psycho who is running around here.

>Get nude and run through the corridors, shouting something in an incomprehensible language (we will not stand out - maybe that's how it is accepted here).

Nudism is now quite fashionable, especially in the new fortresses, with unsteady economy. But exhibitionism in our fortress is under the strict prohibition - all violators are to be immediately put in solitary confinement, or thrown into the danger room. So running around with bare "joys" is too risky - maybe someone will see and surrender us to the authorities.

>Ask a psycho, what the hell is his problem.

It's pointless. That psycho have all signs of manic-depressive insanity - stark raving mad, any dwarf can define it even without medical education. His problem most probably is fail of his strange mood. Well, he didn't get turtle shell, uncut lapis lazuli or something like that... So he flew off the rails.

>Try to remember with whom I was in conflict recently. Also take a closer look at this crooked handwriting, perhaps, I know who did it?

Well, with no one, as you recall. You don't even have some real acquaintances, actually. And you have no idea how does non-existent handwriting of non-existent acquaintances look like. So, authorship of this paper is still a deep secret for you...

These and many other thoughts were swarming in your head while you were sitting in a corner, digesting the wine you drunk. Your mood is lousy. You get more and more aware the fact that for all these years that you lived here, you amassed no acquaintance, no friends, never worked and in fact have never deviated from the footworn path Bed-Food-Bed.

Не знаю насчет регулярности, но постараюсь хотя бы по посту за день переводить.

Посоны, бородачую тру-перевод слова "Бородачую" ибо "I beard not to make wishes" - как-то не по-русс...глийски.

>>102184
Ну, исходное "двачую" - это "seconding". Тогда "бородачую" будет... "bi-rding"?
Капча "zifitv" предполагает экранизировать эту историю на канале сай-фай.

>>102188
Двачую, это всё же от ДВача.
Тогда уже bay12gaming.

Предложу такой вариант "beardouble" или "bearddouble". Лучшего пока не вымучил.
ОП

>Wash the mug in the well to cheer up a bit
Wouldn't hurt. But first you decided to
>look on engravings
On the left wall there are two messily carved rising crescents - symbol of your fortress.
The entire front wall is a portrait of Ubur Limulenog - deceased husband of Queen.

Rinsing your face, you've stepped a bit away from the depression. You came up with some ideas about what to do till evening, but still no clear plan for the day.

>Go to shop, look at small animals. Buy plump helmet spawn, name it Pineapple.
Подумал, может, использовать здесь Ananas вместо Pineapple? Раз в русском варианте используется английское слово, то почему бы в английском варианте не использовать русское?...

You already have plump helmet spawn - you left it in your room. By putting it in your cap and caressing it, you received a good thought and settled your nerves down a bit.

Your newly acquired pet in the cap has changed your appearance a little bit for the worse. But its benefits greatly exceeds discomfort. Now you only have two bad thoughts, and tantrum isn't so endangering. Пропустил эти два предложения, чтоли? В переводе их не было.

>Use the spoon to winkle a lock out of the door - it might be useful.

After careful examination of door's both sides you didn't find anything that resembles a lock. The only thing it was locked with was the wooden board you drag around all the morning.

>Search for a room with no dwarf inside and enter (break down the door if needed). Search for loot in there.

Suddenly you feel some unknown forces waking up deep inside. You've got a vision - right behind a wall in the next room there is absolutely definitely some thing laying around that is rightly belongs only to you now and no one else, and you just have to pull it out of there. Dwarven special clairvoyance was quiet for the last four years, and you've been surprised to feel divination abilities again.

>REGAIN SECOND SOCK NOW

Oh yeah, it's a great sock! Didn't even had to break the door down to acquire this gem.

>Find out how it got into another room.

It didn't get in other room. Maybe it was always there but sock became yours just now.

>On the way to the dining room make sure statue portray the same plot as our room's engraving, take a look at engravings around bedrooms and Fuuuu-face style one near the well.

1.Yeah, It is the same. Bomul "Wooden Stave" Sholil, who's carved mug grins at you in the bedroom every morning. Bucket's the same, too.
2.Some of the everyday's life stories of the fortress. Ubur Limulenlog removes Urist Mekurigril from the position of capitain of the guard. Urist did not give it much importance.
3.This is Tok Buketotil. Tok is surrounded by mosquitoes. Tok looks terrified.

>Pull out a chicken feather from pillow.
>Take the calendar from the door, check out what's the date today.

After reading "How to quickly clutter inventory for dummies" you've realized that you ABSOLUTELY NEED calendar and chicken feather.

About the date - today is 24 of Opal. 23 of Opal is marked with red on the calendar. Something happened yesterday, something important for the owner of this room.

Про menacing pose пропускаю.

>Realize you're hungry.
>Go to the dining room for lunch
>Get some grub and booze, and go to the meeting hall
>Go to food store and whip yourself an emergency reserve for the trip. Just in case.
>Maybe it's time to have a bite, wine probably caused our appetite to wake up, maybe it'll raise our mood.

About time. It's noon already, and you haven't eaten anything yet. After making a bag out of bed sheets you put your stuff inside, hang it on the spoon and moved in the direction of buffet. But right in in front of the door you hesitated, and wondered if it worth to go there.

>Morons, don't go to pile, can't you see there's miasma in there? You'll get a bad thought. Rather go and take a look at the bucket.

Lookin for a good motivation before getting into miasma room, you decided to take a look at the bucket. After a careful review you didn't find anything unusual or exciting, that was just a washing bucket, much smaller then THE BUCKET, if engravings and statues are true. Unfortunately, you didn't get a good thought.

>If it is THE bucket near the well, than remove it from the chain, put on the head, and put a cap over it for disguise

Bucket just won't fit on the head. And it's doubtful that it's actually an artifact...

>Maybe we just dwarfcraft something of board and bucket! It's so funny!

With a little imagination you used the bucket and the board to craft a HELICOPTY and left this fuckery at the well.

>Take pillowcase, soak it in remaining wine left in the barrel, wind it on the face and enter the food pile.

Having put wet pillowcase on your face, you prepared to open the door to the pantry.

After you opened the door sharply, to your surprise you found out that...

...miasma does not only gets under the mask easily but also brutally hurts your eyes! Even after taking all the necessary measures you've still underestimated the danger of this horrible lachrymatory substance.
Even a brutal dwarf like you gone limp instantly, like a sissy.

>SHUT THE DOOR. Dip tearful face in the well. Go look for grub in the dining room.
>Open the door and let miasma out. Let the whole fortress enjoy.

Barely dragging yourself out of a purple cloud, you tried to shut the door blindly but failed to catch it with your hand. Well, let it ventilate while you are limping to the well.

Grimacing a randy baboon face, you tried to spew a stream of vomit. Fortunately, due to the fact that wine digested and assimilated quickly enough, you didn't fuck up well water with your beatiful inner world.

>Wait until it's ventilated and then finally take something to devour. At the same time check if there is somebody dead inside.

When the air become cleaner and more transparent, you went inside and examined the contents of barrels. Three of them are full of plump helmets, on the bottom of forth there are a few pieces of salted crandle meat, and stack of trays in the corner contains rotten roast made out of minced dwarven wine. It seems it was the roast that caused miasma to foul the atmoshpere. You've put a meat and mushrooms in a bag and went to the dining hall to eat.

>Well, if we're going, keep going.

Really, keep going. On the way you disassembled HELOCOPTY and entered dining hall. It's quite dirty in there, but you found a clean-looking table and chair. With eating you have reduced the number of bad thoughts to two.

>Go to the west. Because why not, time to change things in our live.

Now, when you're no longer hungry and no longer plagued by the thought of booze, it is possible to go and explore the area. Going to the west where you weren't for the last few years. You vaguely recall that this is where the main part of the fortress is.

You remember this place. This is where you found your red sock with your dwarven telepathy four years ago. But about where do stairs and hatch lead - you don't really remember. You even forgot which way you came from when were just settling.

>>102190
А нельзя просто тот же seconded использовать? Не обязательно же прям всё буквально переводить, надо просто донести смысл.
То же, кстати, касается всяких сложных для перевода фраз, которые можно перефразировать. Это же перевод, а не дословное копирование.
??справлятель

>>102192
Да Армок знает, есть ли смысл заморачиваться. Думаю, смысл им будет понятен из контекста, а борода для дварфов весьма сакральна, так что лучше оставить пока как есть. Алсо, начал помаленьку править.

Это чтобы удобнее было сверять посты
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>>101162

>Sock with a crunching hit on the door and hanged on lock bolt.
Не, конечно, прочитав несколько раз, плюс взглянув на картинку, можно понять, про что там написано, но всё же...

>>102201
Предлагай же лучше, я пофикшу.

Первые два поста перетряс.

>>102202
Так я ж предлагал.
>Sock hit the door with a crunch and now hanging on the bar.
Ну, "now hanging" на "hang" заменить можно, пожалуй.
Отдельные слова вроде bar/lock bolt - еще ладно, но за порядком слов надо следить, а то получается "носок с хрустящим ударом на дверь". У тебя нередко как раз в этой области проблемы, русские слова просто заменены на английские без перестановки.

>>102203
Записал компромиссный вариант и ушел спать

>Read the inscription

Label is typed with regular runes but no idea what this language is. Maybe some service code, useful for military and miners only.

>Go up


The floor above is another living area with similar planning dug out in the middle of magnetite cluster some long time ago. Poor dwarfs live here as well. I. e. lived - because right now magnetite walls are dug out in most of the rooms. Looks like fortress REALLY needed some extra iron if in their search of ore they started to demolish living areas instead of looking for somewhere else.

>Yell "HEEEY! ANYBODY HERE?!" a few times
>Examine living rooms, maybe there is something

After yelling twice in the direction of destroyed corridors, you didn't receive any response and started searching in the ruins. Between heaps of stones and dust you've found an party invite ticket for celebration of opening of the new magma manufactory. Date - 23 of Opal. Looks like you missed the fun, and you would probably be upset if you were a party lover.

>Listen. If we hear something - go to a noise. Maybe we'll find high boot or even GAUNTLET...

You listened hard, but again didn't heard anything. But after a couple minutes of wandering around the ruins, you heard the rumble quite distinctly and felt shaking under the feet. This is cave-in. If you were an above-ground man, you could think "Oh, whatever, they happen by themselves from time to time". But because you're a dwarf, you absolutely sure that cave-ins caused by dwarves in 99% of cases and happen by themselves extremely rare. So it's signal that somebody is digging there in the deep.

>Try to remember why we are so sure that today is an expedition day. When were we announced about it?
>Recall how do we know that meeting is today

You couldn't remember him name when he introduced himself to you. That was one of nobles. He came up to you five days ago and called self as either a manager, or as peasant guild leader, and notified us of the most unpleasant news that Motherland finally remembered modest Lokot Udebdeb who wasn't grabbed into military due to some error in the fortress citizens records. It's time to fix an annoying mistake, but since most of the fish cleaners, soapmakers and other scum of your migration wave already matured to the level of professional crossbowdwarfes, you'll be pretty useless in the army. The only vacancy for you is to be one of seven founders of new fort near the west Unthinkable Mountains.

>Open the hatch and look inside. But don't enter!
>Put paper in wallet and quickly run down to hatch, and, if there is nothing scareful seen/heard, go down.
>Don't forget to secure hatch with wooden board to have less troubles with escape.

Looks like someone locked hatch from inside. Interesting, who could that be?
No, seriously - it's locked. Probably, you'll have to find ways around to get on lower floor.

>Keep climbing up
>Search for way upward to reach the surface, there is probably someone hanging around
>There is no way up on dug out level, right?

There is only a couple of footboards left on the place where stairs up used to be on the dug out level. The staircase was intentionally broken by somebody. Thoughts that you're left Mountainhome alone settle harder and harder in your head and if it wasn't for your phlegmatic temperament, you would already start panic.

>Then it's time to check what's in the east of the well

You're back on your floor and went to the east. There are other poor peasants' streets, and not all of the rooms occupied.

>Enter the room with the sleepind dwarf. If it's locked - knock to the door.
>But knock loudly. With the spoon

You have checked rooms, all of them were open and empty, except for one - there was some nasty loud snoring in there and it was locked from the inside. You banged hard on the door several times with the spoon and waited for reaction. There was a rustle of fuss on the bed and quiet bawdry inside, then somebody climbed off bed and stomped toward the door.

Pushing the lock bolt, the owner of the room came out to you. For some reason you feel that a dwarf is not very happy with that rapid awakening. He looks at you and waits for explanation.

>Tell him that manager calls him to his office.

You blurted out first thing that came into your head:
- Manager calls you to his office!
And to your surprise, he replied:
- Know without your help! - went toward the bar with a nervous pace.

>But first, lets introduce ourself and then ask the name and occupation of bluesocked - well, become acquainted properly, or he would think that's another psycho in front of him.
>Ask him if he knows what the heck is going on in the fortress.
>Also, ask him whether he is a member of the expedition.
>If he's gonna bully (because of sudden invasion in his chambers), justify it as our concern about what is happening in the fortress, in particular, its abandonment. Announce that he is the only sane dwarf that we met for all day.


You followed him.
- I am Likot Soapeater, i'm here... - you've started but companion interrupted abruptly:
- I can not reciprocate! - and glared sternly with baggy eyes.
Quite expecting this turn in conversation, you've started to explain:
- You see, there is something strange going on in the fortress since morning, everybody gone... Well, it kinda worried me... All in all, you're the first sane dwarf, whom I meet today.
Your companion ignored you.
You continued:
- Do you know what is going on now in the fortress? And whether it is related to today's departure of the expedition? And yes, can I ask, maybe you are one of seven travelers?
Dwarf paused, took a deep breath and turned in you:
- Dear Soapmaker, would you be so kind to keep quiet for a while, my head aches even without you. But no, you just needed to you make a damn elfen drum out of my door and then drown me in a stream of meaningless questions. - Then he changed his tone: - Just what do you want from me?

>Stop annoying the mason, let him wake up and assess the situation.

You decided to pause for a while, and silently accompany him to the warehouse. but as you approached you remembered that you missed one small detail:

>Is there any alcohol left in barrel? Otherwise we'll catch a hard fist with a face.

But you've drunk the last barrel! And if this boar will drink water from the well instead of wine, he'll sober up and become completely enraged. Here you have taken the most reasonable solution: get away.

>Well, screw that beardy. If he woke up in such a bad spirit + awaked by annoying dwarf, it's better to go in the opposite direction, let him blow off steam on bare-ass. Or we would have to collect our teeth from the floor.

Taking a defensive position in the depth of a residential area, you waited. The storm didn't took long to start, and soon you heard screams, bawdry and crushes of breaking furniture.

>I hope we are locked in the mason's room?
>Check out the trash in the corner near the door.

When the noise died out, you got out of your shelter and looked around. It wasn't mason's room, because he had wooden door, not stone one. In trash in the corner you've found small uncut pyrite. It's hard even to call it decorative - too rough and small but can be useful, so you picked it up.

>>102222
Переписал пост. Может вывесить какой анонс в названии темы о том, что старые посты вычищаются? А то я сам хуею от той пурги, которую писал в переводе первых тредов.

>>102228
Тоже думал, что анонс был бы хорошей идеей, но потом передумал. Вернее, это все еще хорошая идея, но, может, не сейчас, а уже когда уж дочистим уж?

>>102230
Да, так-то получше будет.

You've took a chance and decided to return to the well and assess the magnitude of tragedy. Some doors were not in their places but laid in the corridor, well bucket with a rope disappeared somewhere , and well itself wasn't in its best condition. Culprit of all this chaos stood there as if nothing had happened and calmly thumb unlit pipe.
- Good, - he said to you. - Got a light there? Lost my flint somewhere.
Well, this one settles down as quick as he throws a tantrum. We ought to be careful with him.

>That's where pyrite will be useful, lets lend it to him.

- Here - you passed him the stone. You wanted to add that you don't smoke, but then changed your mind as this redneck might think that you don't need that pyrite and will not return the stone. No way.

>While the violent one is busy with kindling of his pipe and smoking, try to quietly unhook of read a note on his back

While mason batters a flint violently with a chisel, igniting tinder, you decide to study a piece of paper on his back. "TOK BUKETOTIL ONINOAGAK". Not a long message, written in the same handwriting and with the same ink as in your paper. You decided to leave it hanging on a mason's back so that he wouldn't see you with this piece of paper and think you're the one who wrote it.

>Tok Buketotil and this blue-socked mason are the same person? Ask him but not "in the face"(like, "hey, is it you carved there, surrounded by mosquitoes?")
>Also, ask if he is part of the expedition team.

Tok extinguished a fire, returned pyrite to you and inhaled smoldering spores of towercap.
- Is it you so vividly portrayed here? - You poked your finger in the engraving on the wall. - Looks similar.
- My job. What, you like it? If I'd be free to do what I want, I would carve an entire fortress with my masterpieces. And, yet, this is my only creation. - Tok replied discontentedly.
- So you're engraver?
- Hereditary. Just not recognized. And what about you? - blue-socked asked. And added - Oh yes, what were you trying to ask me in the hallway? I don't remember shit.
- I just woke up this morning, went out, and nobody around. Then I went to the canteen, and it was also empty. Wanted to check other floors - it turned out that the hatch down is shut, and upper floor is a mess, with a path up cut as well...
- It's miners. -Tok interrupted.
- What?
- They are the ones who did the digging. And dragged the ore somewhere down and locked up.
- And what does it all mean?
- Absolutely no idea.- A mason shrugged .- They hauled the ore down the stairs yesterday, right after the party. And now we are isolated from the rest of the fortress.
- And what is that, a quarantine? There is a beast with a syndrome roams the fortress, and they try to protect the healthy ones from infected that way?
- Armok knows. I wasn't dedicated either. If we're lucky, we'll get all the answers for our questions in the evening at the meeting.
- So then it means you've been choosen for expedition too. - You guessed.
- Yep, - Tok confirmed and inhaled mushrooms smoke again.

>>102233
Готово

"I beardouble that"
отличный вариант. надо вставлять это в реквестах почаще, даже там где этого в оригинале нет, чтобы форсить :D

>Ask if he has any ideas about what to do until the evening.
>Is it possible to get through the well hole to the lower level, where miners are locked up?

Without regard for you being interested or not, Tok has began to tell you about his childhood among swamps on surface and describe in details his hatred for mosquitoes. Listening to him with half an ear, you started to look at the lower floor through well, to distract yourself from his guff. There was another well right under you, you could see water on it's bottom. If you had a rope, you could go down there.

Oh, here's the rope...

>Catch up, overtake and return the rope

Psycho runs faster than both of you. Noticeably faster.

>When the crazy will run past us next time, make him trip up, so that he fall.

Lurking around the corner, you have waited until the bucket thief will show up from around the corner. At the right moment you ran out and stepped on the dragging rope. Madman felt with a clatter and passed out.

You went down the rope to the floor below. It has similar layout, except for unified stockpiles and a hospital instead of canteen.

>Steal stuff from the hospital

You've grabbed 2 bags of threads, cloth and soap. May be useful in expedition. After checking the rest of the hospital, you've only found splints and crutches and more threads ans soap. To maraud even more, you decided to look at the food stock, but as soon as you walked towards the exit, you heard shuffling steps and grunting from behind the door.

Black hairy dwarf with butcher slicer entered the hospital, carrying another dwarf on his back, with a shaved neck and bandaged face.

>Ask the black dwarf what is he going to do with the clean-shaven one and why is he in such poor condition ("Oh Armok! I hope he's all right?").
>Keep a safe distance, just in case.

On your question about the health of the bald, black replied that he got a fracture, and he will live if you leave the hospital right now. Bonesetter reinforced his polite request with just as polite patting of his knee with a backside of his cleaver. Weighty argument in his right hand prompted you leave hospital immediately. Опять пропустил предложения.

>See if there is any paper on back of dwarf-in-a-green-sock with a known content. If there's none - ask if there was one earlier.

Leaving, you managed to see on the back of the doctor. Now you know his name - Meng Mamgozodur. You haven't seen paper on baldy's back thought - perhaps it was already removed. You could ask Meng whether his patient had any messages on his back.

>Well, look around the food pile, by the way.
>Lets go examine the food stocks as it was planned before Meng appeared.

Leaving the butcher and baldy for a while, you headed to the stockpile. There were the same plumphelmets and crundle pieces, however, there were also a couple of barrels of dvarven wine. You invited Tok to sip some wine but he refused, saying that he can't stand that plumphelmet wine anymore. You stuffed your bags with food, so there was no free place left.

>After that turn up toward the hatch and see if there is a path even lower, seeing there are living quarters here again.

Staircase is going further down, the hatch is open, so you might as well start to explore the lower floors.

Residential floors are over. Deeper goes only service tunnels, mines and probably passages to caverns. The central passage is quite spacious, and along the wall a spiral staircase goes down. After approximately thirtieth step they are broken out by someone again.

Now you know for sure that you cut off from the rest of fortress by some staircase destroying enthusiasts.

>Take a cage from the stairs, inspect it, if there is nothing of value then try to throw it on a lever to push it.

Oh, look, do we have here?

This is but a...

...MOSQUITO!

>Knock down the mosquito with a jet of urine
>Cover the cage with a cloth and get it out of the way

You saw that Tok seriously dug into his pants to get antimosquito "weapon", so you decided to get ahead of him, hiding the cage. You covered cage with a pillowcase and removed it from sight.

>Get yourself a pet mosquito.

You can't tame mosquito - you already have a pet.
Tok can't tame mosquito as well - he'll just piss on it.

>Unlock the hatch upstairs. Throw bags of good to your floor's nearby room (i.e., your room). Defer a bit of it to a knapsack. Take rope from the well. Remind Tok about the manager and, if he has not dumped it yet, get there to know what did he actually want.

When Tok got recovered, you opened the hatch and went upstairs to the room to throw off the bags for a while. A surprise was waiting for you there - a fresh engraving on the wall, painted with something red. What scum dared to get into your room? What scum dared to spoil the engraving? And anyway, who could get into your room unnoticed during your absence? Is it that psycho?

Кстати, а почему ты столовую переводишь как canteen? Не логичнее ли использовать dining hall или dining room? Учитывая, что в ДФ именно так эта комната обозначается.
Алсо, почему ladder в качестве лестницы? Ladder это скорее приставная лестница, стремянка, а что-то более монолитное, как тут, обычно зовут stairs. Опять же, в ДФ лестницы зовутся stairs'ами.
?? еще, советую быть повнимательнее, я и в отредактированной версии вроде бы видел опечатки.

>>102241

>Cry out to quack to come to the wagon later.
>And keep searching Tok, simultaneously snapping with Nil about "Look who's talking about madness!"
>I suggest to spend money on armor and weapon

Submitting to soldier, you stepped in the direction of the Guard building, leaving the magician mild surprised. You still turned around and shouted:
- Come back later to the market place! We will discuss all again! About the desire!
Nil without stopping put hand to his face.
You walked through the streets and passed by shops.
- Look, let's go to weapons shop>
- Why?
- I'd look for sword or axe.
- Listen, Likot, you're soapmaker. - He paused. - So-ap-ma-ker, get it? Not a soldier. And in the fortress, when we'll arrive, you will not be in army. Never. Trust me, i can see potential... you got no. Just forget it, choose something else. Weapons, armor - it's not for you. This is so, so not for you, that, Armok's witness, if you'll take up arms - I'd rather cut off your hands so you won't hurt anyone ... or worse.
- I have already fought with the sword! - you were offended.
- In your dreams - Nil dismissed.
- I have combat Angryspoon the Crusher of Oaks! - You shook your weapon.
- You call it SO? Haha! - Seribas laughed - Don't tell anyone ... hahaha ... "Angryspoon"... - He wiped away the tears from laughing - Let's move, Angrysoaper The Crusher of minds ... haha ...
Thus, with the laughing warrior ahead and offended mug behind you reached Town Guard building. Chief met you in his office.
- What is it? Another one got lost?
- But the other was found, - Nil said, pointing at you.
- Listen, dwarfer, you get lost too often. Just had one portrait to hang, and already give me another. Of course, I accept leaflet, it's my job, but here's my advice - just wait. Surely your friend just thumped or struck the fornication. One already found, right? So another will come back. Will sober up and return.
Here you have felt hurt about friend:
- Or maybe it's dwarven diaspora took him to captivity? Maybe ...
- Likot! - Nil tugged you.
Chief grinned:
- The local diaspora is unlikely to be interested by a simple mountain dwarf, unless he shit jewels. So do not worry about your friend, he is scarcely to be in serious mess.
You were upset that no one takes you seriously. You gave a portrait and sulkily turned away.

>>102258
Сейчас займусь этим.

>>102258
Насчет canteen - пытался поменьше повторяться. Хотя переводил те треды давно, может еще какой-то довод у меня был. Да и вообще, первые треды я перевел так, что проще руководствоваться бритвой Окамы - не думай, что я использую что-то неподходящее по умыслу, а лишь из анскильности. Сейчас дела вроде получше. Опечатки - опять же, тыкай на них, а я постараюсь не делать.

Не дождался тебя, поправил сам несколько мест и пропущенные предложения. Благо посты тоже можно редактировать. Все еще жду поправок. Алсо, снова есть шанс, что у меня снова ??РЛ-хардкор до вечера воскресенья.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3550431#msg3550431

>>102296
Поправок где, в уже отредактированной части ты имеешь ввиду?

>>102297
А, блин, туплю, не заметил нового поста.
Ну, не сегодня уже.

> About the desire!
About the wish!
>put hand to his face
put palm to his face
альзо пропущена пара фраз:
- Думаю меч присмотреть или топор.
- Зачем?
- Ну как... Оружие! Защищаться, нападать... ходить с ним везде. У тебя же есть меч, я тоже хочу.
Нил остановился:
- Слушай, Ликот, ты мыловар...

>Shout for a quack to come to the wagon later.
>And keep looking Tok, snapping with Nil about "You're the one to talk!" on the way.
>I suggest to spend money on armor and weapons.

Submitting to soldier, you stepped in the direction of the Guard building, leaving the magician mildly surprised. You still turned around and shouted:
- Come back later to the market place! We'll discuss everything again! About the wish!
Nil put a palm to his face without stopping.
You walked through the streets, and shops passed by.
- Listen, let's go to a weapons shop.
- Why?
- I'd look for sword or axe.
- Why?
- Well, you know... A weapon! To protect yourself, to attack... walk around with it everywhere. You do have a sword, I want some too.
Nil stopped:
- Listen, Likot, you're a soapmaker... - He paused, - So-ap-ma-ker... get it? You're not a soldier. And in the fortress, when we'll arrive, you will not be in the army. Never. Trust me, i can see potential... you don't have it. Just forget about it, get involved in something else. Weapons and armor - it's not for you. This is so not for you, that, Armok's my witness, if you'll take up arms - I'd rather cut off your hands so you won't hurt anyone ... or worse.
- I have already fought with a sword! - you were offended.
- In your dreams, - Nil dismissed.
- I have combat Angryspoon the Crusher of Oaks! - You shook your weapon.
- Is THAT what you call it? Haha, - Seribas laughed, - Don't tell anyone... hahaha... "Angryspoon"... - He wiped away the tears from laughing, - Let's move, Angrysoaper The Crusher of Sanity... haha...
Thus, with a laughing warrior ahead and offended mug behind, you reached the Town Guard building. The Chief met you in his office:
- What is it? Another one got lost?
- But the other one is found, - Nil said, pointing at you.
- Listen, dwarfes, you get lost too often. Just had one portrait to hang, and already give me another. I'll accept leaflet? of course, it's my job, but here's my advice - just wait for a while. Surely your friend just thumped or struck the fornication. First one already got found, right? So another will come back. He'll sober up and return.
Here you have felt hurt about friend:
- Or maybe it's dwarven diaspora took him to captivity? Maybe ...
- Likot! - Nil tugged you.
Chief grinned:
- The local diaspora is unlikely to be interested in a simple mountain dwarf, unless he shits jewels. So don't worry about your friend, it's unlikely that he is in a serious mess.
You were upset that no one takes you seriously. You gave a portrait and turned away sulkily.

Так ты еще и рисуешь просто шикарно, демоническая ты личность

Запилим еще пару постов?

>>102371
Ага, как раз работаю над следующим. Сам был занят на выходных, так что только сейчас получилось взяться.

Ок, продолжаем с редактирование старья.

>The note!

This is a list of members of the expedition "Valuable road".
You see three already familar names in the list so this is precisely your group's list, and fears that group is named "Anal elf" did not confirm. Nevertheless, the paper looks alarming - it's lined through and there are even crosses in front of some of the erased names. And, of course, the most menacing is your name smeared with red.

>I think we need o grab our stuff and get back to Meng.
>On way back check if the stunned psycho is awake. And if he's alive at all.

Psycho was lying in the same position you left him in. Putting a finger on the artery, you felt the pulse so he's alive but got strong concussion.

>Take rope from well.
>Disassemble the well and take mechanisms.

You pull up the rope and hid it in the bag. But you couldn't get the mechanisms - looks like they fell down to very bottom when Tok destroyed the well.

>Strain memory and recall who is this Shorast LionBait

On the way to hospital Tok recalled that Shorast Kurelgeshak is name of the manager to which he hadn't come today. There is no way to manager's office now since it's located on upper levels and there is no path there. But when you've come back to the hospital, you realized that there is no need to look for manager in office.

>Ask the manager if we are actually sent to an expedition?
>Why is the fortress so abandoned
>Does he know ways from fortress to surface?
>What's going on outside right now?
>What that level down there is linked to?
>Where does the door near the level leads to?
>Where does that stairway down lead to?
>Why is it destroyed?
>Where can we find a miner with pick?
>Did the manager placed crosses opposite the names?
>If yes, what do they mean?
>Where did manager came from just now?
>Ask doctor/butcher where where did he get the injured guy.
>What happened to him?(Who did this to him?)
>Is it still dangerous out there?(goblins? kobolds? ambush/siege?)
>Is it dangerous to stay in the fortress right now?(Has the thief been discovered?)
>Who's that maniac who painted our room and glued papers with "ONINO AGAK" on the backs of the expedition members?

-...And here they are.-Shorast ended his phrase.-And we almost decided to go and look for you.
- You're the manager, right? - You asked.
- Definitely. - He replied. - You want to say something to me.
- Yeah. - Confirmed Tok.-I would like to know what the hell is going on here? What's this expedition is all about and how it relates to what is happening now in the fortress?
- Not related at all. - Said the manager, - The expedition was planned a long time ago on the orders of the Queen as occupational therapy for some of not so industrious dwarves. Frankly, originally it was actually a plan to reduce the number of useless staff members in the fortress, but now the purposes of expedition have changed.
- Still, just what happened? - You asked.
- I already dedicated Meng here, and it seems that you are still not up to date. We are under siege. Half of Guards are torn to pieces, and those who survived stayed in ambush on the upper floors. It happened yesterday, just as the celebration began in the new magma manufactories. Upon hearing the alarm about the attack, the panic began, sometimes even broke out into hysterics, military began to feverishly run around the floors, collecting equipment, periodically cursing each other and waving their fists.
-It's called Tantrum Spiral, in smart words.-Meng added.
- Yeah, but why the stairs are broken? In this strange way of protecting ourselves we have cut ourselves off from the outside world!-you noticed.
-They say the threat does not come from surface alone. There are rumors of a smoke monster from the caverns, they also say that those who saw him died suddenly, and those who were in contact with those suddenly dead quickly died, too. It's the miners who started to put barriers and divide fortress into autonomous territories. Moreover, no one gave them such an order, they chose themselves a leader and immured in one of the burrows without permit, dragging ore, gems and a lot of food and wine stocks in there. There they have something like a bunker, inside of which they organized a "Miner's People Republic." What a nonsense, eh? In any case, they acted treacherously towards the rest of the fortress.
- Well done. Savvy guys, quickly realized what was happening.-Tok objected.
- What? But they are crazy! - Almost shouted the manager.-They are immoral chauvinists. You should have seen how they call the nobles "f*ing parasites", and all holders of non-miners professions they treat not even like slaves! They had the idea that only miner-dwarf is worthy to be called a dwarf, they gabbed about all sorts of nonsense like true socialism, purity of blood and other rubbish. Well done, you say? So go there! Of course, if you are comfortable with the role of a door mat, or ... or anal elf. By the way, you still didn't take off this disgrace from your back!
Shorast reached out and plucked a piece of paper from the Tok's back.

Shorast crumpled the piece of paper and threw it away. Tok looked at the manager puzzledly, then to you, and opened his mouth to express outrage, but you interrupted.
- So stairs down lead to smelters and caves, right?
- Well, yes. - Shorast said. - I thought you already know, since you lived here for a long time.
- Yeah. - you lied. - But I don't know what's behind that door with a lever.
- That is danger room, torture room. You don't even need to know this, especially now, since we are not going to that area now.
- I see. By the way, where did Meng brought this baldy from? Aren't we cut off from the rest of the fortress?
-I'm Vomym Fyfsysym.- Baldy mumbled through the bandage.
- He says his name is Bomel Kithisin. - Translated Meng.-I've got him from under a landslide in the tunnel.
-What tunnel?
- We are digging evacuation tunnel to the other side of the mountain. Anil is swinging his pick there right now, it is almost finished.-Shorast explained.
- Evacuation? So we're not going for an expedition but leave the fortress?
- In a way, but not exactly. There are still a lot of alive people in the fortress who will stay here and, probably, survive and rebuild it. But nobody canceled the expedition and there still have to be seven of us to hit the road. - said the manager.
- Oh yeah. - you took the paper with the group list out of the bag. - what happened to those whose names are crossed out, and what do the crosses mean?
- Oh, you found it! - The manager took the piece of paper from you. - It's simple. Crossed out means withdrawn from expedition. Olin joined the rebel miners and plugged together with them. Kurel was seen yesterday covered with bloody sores, floating in the underground river, he was lost on last week. Sigun is somewhere on the upper floors right now, I don't even know if he is alive. Zefon, while walking on the surface, was the very first victim of the goblins' attack. But I didn't crossed out your name. I can not even guess who did it and why.
- There is the same symbol drawn across the wall in my room as here. Maybe you know what is this symbol?
- I don't know - Shorast shrugged. - On the other hand, it means that there is someone else on our floors. And we just need a seventh member of the expedition.
- Seventh? But there's three of us left.
-I thought you already realized that I go with you. Bomel goes too, we can't left him here. And a miner Anil Avuzangish with us too, because he was not allowed in the "People Republic."
- Was not allowed? But why? He's a miner.
-You'll see. For now we need to find this joker who shoves us his messages.-Shorast adjusted backpack over his shoulder.-And convice him join us. Because we can't go sixfold in any case.
-Traditions, traditions ... Maybe for just once you can ignore them? - Meng said.
- Hyhymhm. - Added Bomel.
- Never! - Shorast grimaced ​​a dramatic mug and began quoting the Armok's commandments. -...and if [their] number is seven, the divine grace will be sent to them, they will imbued with the power of the earth, and their fortress [will stand] forever eternal. But if [their] number is six or [their] number is eight, then punishment and misfortune will haunt. Five is out of questions.
-Okay, convinced. Lets go look for that maniac. - You and Tok turned around and left the hospital, the manager followed you.

Пиздец, ебаная стена текста, мозги сломать можно.

>>102378
>>102379
Сделано.

>Upon hearing the alarm about the attack, the panic began,
В оригинале там прямо шляпа, слетевшая с головы, проезжая мимо станции. рисовал ее мыловар

?? таки я спрошу-как тебе идея попробовать зааппрувить историю в беевский Холл Легенд?

>>102383
Хм. Ну, сама идея ничего так, но надо сначала, как минимум, закончить с редактированием, плюс переправерить всё на предмет наличия ошибок/опечаток, ну и вообще как-то подмести. Я особо не приглядывался к тому, что там творится в уже отредактированных постах, но в еще необработанных текстах много всякой фигни вроде недостающих пробелов и знаков препинания. Это, конечно, не смертельно, но глаз режет, так что если подобное перекочевало в новые версии постов, это следует устранить.

Короче, надо привести всё в как можно более презентабельный вид, ящитаю.

>>102385
Это да, будем чистить. Но запостить заявку можно и сейчас, ибо по ощущениям monk12, который следит за темой, слоупок феерический. ??ли ему уже это не очень-то надо.

>>102406

>Improve social skills with trolling Nil.
>"Look who's talking 'bout madness!"
>Seriously, say him that he is insolent, he himself had just recovered
>I vote to say Nil to f*ck off and buy set of bronze armor plus reforge the spoon to the hammer with spikes.
>I suggest to spend money on armor and weapon
>Maybe we don't need sword, but protection is required. And the slingshot! And small knife. And rope

Finished business with the Chief, you've came out on the street.
- Now we go to pubs to glue portraits - said Nil.
- Go glue! - You snapped and went to the other side.
- Hey, hey ... So where are you going?
- I want to buy armor and weapon.
- You're not calmed down, eh? - he stomped behind - Likot, don't be a fool ...
- You fool! - You turned around - That's me, who pulled you out from Mountain Home, on my back, while you drooled with bucket on the head! While you lay swaddled in a wagon, we impaled goblins on spears and fought with Smoke Monster! You would be now goblins' needle pillow, if i didn't offer you as the seventh member of the expedition! - You turned away and continued on your way - At least I did not go insane ...
Neal trailed behind silently, though with loudly jets.
- Okay, Likot, sorry ... Maybe you're not hopeless. I too used immediately determine what a rookie worths and forgot that now is completely different situation. Let's go to the stores and see what they sell ...
- I want a knife, - you thawed a little and slowed down a step - and the rope. And armor.
- Plate?
- I do not know, should try..
- Better leather. Maximum - mailshirt. Not heavier ... but how will we pay?
- First we should see what to buy.
- Well, ok then.

>>102407

You visited to a couple of shops selling armor and jackets, but everything turned out to be too large for the dwarf. You advised to go to one trader, who has some small size things. Finding required shop and after talking with the owner, you finally donned heavy armor. You felt extremly uncomfortable. It was difficult to stand and move as well. Nil, who helped fasten this all, stood back and laughed. You hardly turned around:
- I also want to enforce my spoon, we should find a weaponsmith.
- Let's first take off all this - he chuckled, - Better try leather one.

Я укажу твое авторство на бухте, само собой

>Improve social skills by trolling Nil.
>"Look who's talking 'bout madness!"
>Seriously, tell him that he is insolent, he barely came to his senses himself
>I vote for saying Nil to f*ck off and buy a set of bronze armor plus reforge the spoon to a hammer with spikes.
>I suggest to spend money on armor and weapon
>Maybe we don't need a sword, but it's necessary to buy protection. And a slingshot! And a small knife. And a rope.

After finishing business with the Chief, you've came out in the street.
- Now we go to pubs to glue portraits - said Nil.
- You go glue! - You snapped and went to the other side.
- Hey, hey ... So where are you going?
- I want to buy armor and weapon.
- You're not calmed down, eh? - he stomped behind - Likot, don't be a fool ...
- You're a fool! - You turned around - It's me who pulled your bare ass out from Mountain Home on my back, while you drooled with bucket on your head! While you laid swaddled in a wagon, we were making holes in goblins and fought with Smoke Monster! You would be a goblins' needle pillow now, if I didn't offer you as the seventh member of the expedition! - You turned away and continued on your way - At least I did not go insane ...
Neal trailed behind silently, though he sniffed loudly.
- Okay, Likot, I'm sorry ... Maybe you're not hopeless. I too used to immediately determine what a rookie worths and forgot that now is completely different situation. Let's go to stores and see what they sell ...
- I want a knife, - you thawed a little and slowed down your steps - and the rope. And armor.
- Plate?
- I don't know, should try..
- A leather would be better for you. Mailshirt is your ceiling. Not heavier ... but how will we pay?
- Lets just look first.
- Well, we can do that.

You visited a couple of shops selling armor and jackets, but everything turned out to be too large for the dwarf. You were advised to visit a certain trader who had a few small size goods. After finding required shop and talking with the owner, you finally put on heavy armor. You felt extremly uncomfortable. It was difficult to stand and move as well. Nil, who helped fasten this all, stood back and laughed. You turned around with difficulty:
- I also want to enforce my spoon, we should find a weaponsmith.
- Let's first take off all this - he chuckled, - Better try some leather.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3560221#msg3560221

>>102433
Если оп нарисует Ликота в разной броне для выбора, то напишите им туда, чтобы они проследовали сюда и тоже проголосовали. Это поднимет интерес к истории, да и много народа проголосует, что сделает выбор более честным и оправданным.

>>102434
Не понял, где проголосовали? Ссылка сюда и так лежит, на конкретно тред запилю сейчас, забыл.

>>102437
Ну кидаешь им ссылку на сам тред, они смотрят пикчу, выбирают броню Ликоту, если сооп действительно устроит такой интерактив, то притно будет подтянуть иностранцев.

>>102438
Вот если сооп устроит таки-запилю голосование. Пойду кину ссылку для него.

>>102446

Assortment of leather armors of desired size was not so wide. Not many horned helms as well. While the owner, along with the Nil looked for the desired goods, you silently got some gold out of your pants and put it in your pocket, and while you were changing clothes and tried on jackets, you asked Nil to run through shops around and buy a backpack, waist bag, knife and a coil of rope. For everything you gave him 1 gold.
- Wow - he surprised - how you got this?
- Later.
- Now I'm surprised - he grasped a coin and left for shopping.

Еще голосование пилить.

>>102496
>Assortment
Variety
>armors
armor
>the Nil
Без the
>he surprised
he was surprised
>he grasped
Неуместно, хотя бы took.
Самое грубое, что в глаза бросалось.

There wasn't much leather armor of required side to choose from. Not many horned helms either. While the owner along with the Nil looked for desired goods, you inconspicuously fished some gold out of your pants and put it in your pocket, and while you were changing clothes and tried on jackets, you asked Nil to run through neighboring shops and buy a backpack, a waist bag, a knife and a coil of rope. You gave him 1 gold for everything.
- Wow - he surprised - how did you get this?
- I'll tell later.
- Now I'm surprised - he grasped a coin and gone for shopping.

>>102501
>armor of required side
??мелось в виду size?
>along with the Nil
Почему the?

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3562746#msg3562746

Запостил пофикшенный вариант.

>>102508
>??мелось в виду size?
Ну да.
>Почему the?
Пропустил этот момент. Как и еще парочку из тех, что ты указал. Не выспался, наверное.
Радует, что подкрепление прибыло.

>>102511
Лучше вместо owner какой-нибудь shopkeeper.

Продолжаем редктирование.

>1. Come back to our floor.
>2. Two of us (Meng and Bomel, for example) shall stay keeping watch near the stairs, and, if someone is found, try to hold him and call others.
>3. Two of us (Likot and Tok) start sweeping the entire floor, looking into every room. Again, if they find anyone - hold him an raise an alarm (shout).
>4. At the same time one dwarf (Shorast) goes from one group to another regularly and asks if they've got someone. Also, if something happened with one of the groups he must inform the second one. If something happens with himself ie one of the groups will not receive messages for from him a long time - when it should move back to stairs.
>5. After cathing of anal elf (or anyone else, besides that naked crank) and signaling, all the groups come together on position where he was found (at positions where the signal was filed).

-Hmm, that's what we'll do. - said Shorast after listening to you. - We'll put Meng to guard on the second floor stairwell, and you two start checking the area.

Wasting more than an hour, you didn't find anyone but psycho on all three floors. Delving in other dwarfs' things, Tok nearthed a rock mini-forge somewhere and took it, and you have found wooden earrings. It's time to report back to manager that the search failed, so we'll have to take the psycho as seventh member.

So after all, who could it be? Crazy? Unlikely. He wouldn't be able to write a meaningful message on the walls,, even if he is a pretender, he's too realistic. Tok? No, he was nearby almost all the time, besides he got a note on his back himself. Manager? Hmm, maybe. Anyway, he wandered around somewhere all that time, and piece of paper lying on the floor belongs to him, so there are more evidence against Shorast more than againist anyone else. Bomel? Also possible, he is just such a suspicious fella. It will not be especially big surprise if it would turn out that his leg is healthy and there's no beard under the bandage on his face... However, you were unable to build any precise theories, you are in a dead end, Holmes.

>Stand still and see what ghost is gonna do.
>KICK DAMNED GHOST IN DA FACE WITH DA LEG IN F*ING DAMN RAGE!!1111

Emm... What is tha?..
Wait a minute, there's nobody there. Apparently, it's just a cave draft waves a cloud of dust...
Nevertheless, the incident scared you a bit. Seeing a ghost has brought both of you a bad thought.

Total bad thoughts: Likot 2 out of 5, Tok 1 out of 4 . Note: the Tok's count is shorter because of his temperament, but it was dropped to zero after tantrum. When you befriended both of you got a good thought but Tok lost his good thought due to the mosquito. Then there was a ghost.

>Wipe your eyes, look around one more time, and retreat with haste.
>nobody said they should be normal, right? So take bared ass psycho.

-Here! We found someone. - you presented a psycho to manager.
-What's wrong with him? Why is he naked and with a bucket on his head? Is he even alive?
-Ah, it's a local nut.-you explained. - Ran through the corridors without looking on the way, he stumbled and passed out. While he is unconscious he's even more convenient to handle, so we can take him with us, he won't object. By the way, what does you bible say about involvement of crazies in an expedition?
- Hmm. There's no direst taboo in the text, but... Although...-Shorast stared into space and thought for a moment. - On the other hand, we don't have much choice here, so we'll take him. In addition, he is blessed, and dementia is counted as a gift that eliminates the distress, given to martyrs by Armok... Yes, the gods are unlikely to become angry if we take him with us. It's decided.
- I wonder if you know who is this dwarf? Have you seen him before?
- Remove the bucket from his head, and maybe I can help identify him. - said the manager.
You tried to remove the bucket from the psycho's head, but you failed. Apparently the already small bucket crumpled after hitting the floor and stuck even more tightly on his head.
- I can't do it.
- Well then. - Shorast sighed. - Then leave him as he is for a while. Let's call him Lides until we know his real name.
You agreed with the new nickname of psycho, loaded his bared ass on the bed in the hospital and went to collect the remaining belongings.

On the surface, the evening draws closer.

>Use Tok's hammer and chisel or Meng's slicer. Roll up Lides with bed sheets preliminarily in case he'll suddenly wake up from pain. In the extreme case make an observation slit

Looking for a way to remove the bucket from Lides' head you looked over a lot of variants that came into your mind, including upside down shaking, cutting off with slicer and perforation of the bucket with chisel. All those bouncing could do nothing at best, but also could deprive the crank his scalp or even head. Even if there was a normal mechanic among you, he still would need a thinner and stronger cutter, a saw could answer the purpose, and some oil for lubrication wouldn't hurt as well. Generally, the only useful thing you could do was to make a couple of holes for eyes.

>Still need to learn from Shorast if we have food and booze, and what kind of things are planned to take with us on an expedition in general. And to ask whether we move out today or spend the night first? If we spend the night here, when where, in our chambers or in
one room for more safety?

It's time for a meeting. The six of you are gathered, the seventh, according to the manager, was already briefed and waits for the rest above with a wagon. Most of the luggage is already loaded into the wagon, so you only take personal belongings and warm clothes. You move out today, and you'll spend the night at the old tavern five miles from the fortress.

Shorast reminded you once again that there are goblins on the surface. For this reason, the expedition's route have to be changed and re-calculated. You have exactly five weeks to reach the arrival point before it's first of Granite. Manager showed you the whole map so you could see where are we going.
Now lets draw a new route. Which way should we go?

Conferring, you achieved some sort of agreement.
First, we clearly won't go through the goblin horde.
Second, the way through the tundra, even though it's shorter, could be unbearably cold now since it's winter. Besides, it's not a fact that to go through tundra is safer - they say werewolves and sasquatches are in there. There are no less chances to die in tundra then from meeting goblins.
Third, there are elves at the south. The prospect of meeting with pointy-ears immediately caused a rejection from the majority of team members, but the manager assured you all that we have the best relations with the elves right now. Well, meaning they are good enough so they won't hunt us and shoot us in the head if we get closer to their forest. However visiting them can still be fatal, so Elven Retreat must be passed quickly and quietly.
Behind the forest lays a swamp which could be avoided in three ways: going south, along the mountains, or straight over ice. Going south is clearly not a way, because the road will become much longer and it's too close to green-asses' snake nest. Going on ice is more risky, but it can be much faster than going through rocks and ruts in northern wetlands.
And finally, we'll decide whether to go to the town or not on the way. Not only we don't know what's happening in the town right now, in a couple of weeks until we arrive there anything can happen. So lets not propose anything in advance.

Shorast hid the map and told everyone to go to the tunnel. We leave. Those who do not have warm clothes will get them in a wagon.
All stocks of food, booze, and the seeds are already loaded and waiting outside.

You went for a pretty long time in a dark and narrow tunnel. Making your way between the boulders, you moved to an exit until you ran into a dead end. Manager knocked the wall four times, and the stone slab, which blocked the entrance, begun to move.

The creature that opened the path resembled a dwarf only slightly. He was almost one head higher that all of you, and because of that his head seemed disproportionately small (for a dwarf). If it wasn't for beard you'd take him for a human. Пропустил опятью.

>Make the most friendly face and say hello to the creature as well as introduce self. Let him think that we didn't suspect anything.

- Do not be afraid, it is Anil, he is a dwarf. - Shorast calmed you. - Anil now will lead us to the wagon.
The big one nodded silently and motioned to follow him. Алсо, где последняя пикча?

>>102544
>Contemptuously inspect armor and helmets, and ask the merchant if there is a real outfit not like this to show off.

After a conversation with the owner of the shop and digging in the depths of the store, Nil pulled out three dusty sets of armor. They were made of leather with iron elements. Helmets are made of copper and iron. All three sets fit you of more or less, but they were heavier than previous variants.

C этим постом Опы немного спутали мне карты, я ж запилил голосование для выбора из четырех кожанок. Правда, большинству видимо похуй. Алсо, я снова напомню насчет Холла Легенд-лучше запостить заявку в августе, ибо тогда голосовать за нее можно будет только в октябре. Нутыпонел.
Займусь >>102599 и >>102600

>>102599
>>102600
Перепостил

>>102601
with the owner of the shop
with the shop owner
maybe?

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3565862#msg3565862

Как всегда, теряюсь на выходные. Вечером воскресенья буду ок подчистить 2-3 поста.
CountAlex

Дальше пилить будем?

>>102759
Будем, конечно. А вот сейчас ли, или позже - это другой вопрос. Я сейчас занят буду, да и вообще как-то не особо себя сейчас чувствую для такой масштабной интеллектуальной работы.
Поражаюсь вообще, как тебе удалось все треды вручную перевести.
Ты же их... вручную переводил, да?

>>102762
Да я как-то на одном дыхании переводил с толстым словарем на коленках. Переводил как-то очень быстро и по хардкоры, поэтому первый тред выглядит хуже всех. Потом юзал гугл транслейт для некоторых оборотов, которые не знаю. Ну и плюс нехватка словарного запаса, иногда долго ищу, какое слово подходит.

>>102799

>Screw horned bullshit, buy normal helmet
>Buy first armor set
>Maybe we'd buy something for Nil?
>We have load of gold! Buy light armor for travel and heavy armor for heavy cases.
>Yep, and put an image of the Sphinx on helmet. Made of kitten leather.

You chose the two sets: one light and one heavy. You decided to unscrew the horns in light set helmet as soon as you'll leave the store. Putting goods on the counter, you expressed that the choice is made, and you buy armor.
- That'll be 18 gold, sir. - Huckster issued. - This is including the New Year discounts.
Sounded price slightly puzzled you. Obviously you'll have to save money on exclusive picture of a cat's skin.
- Hmm. Can you detail the count?
- Please. - Seller answered. - Leather laminar armor - four gold, ritual helmet-the same, fastened laminar together with vambraces and greaves - seven, a helmet with emblem of the city - three gold. Total is eighteen.
Merchant folded his hands together and waited for your answer. Rather, he was expecting that you simply don't have enough money or refuse.
- I'll take! - you said to his surprise and reached into the purse for the missing gold.

At this time, Neil returned and found you counting money.
- In short, SoapEater, in this backpack all your ... so, what is it? - Here he saw how golds move one after another from your purse on the trader's counter. - My mather is goblin, what is going on? Likot, well, you surprise me more and more! Don't you want to tell me something? - Here he grinned unpleasantly, shaked his beard, letting you understand that this time you will not avoid an answer.

>>102800

>Tell Nil, that blah-blah-blah, was fortunate, found purse so here is the money. Keep this version with others as well.
>Lie that we got purses from those dead goblins by the road whose helmets we used to make armor.
>DO NOT TELL ABOUT ENTIRE PURSE!

- Found it. - You said. - The full purse, and the money from it.
- And a lot of purses in the swamps lying around, ha? Me, say, didn't see even one purse during all the read. Can you prompt a place where such gifts lie around?
- Stop speak maliciously. - You answered. - Yes, found in the swampsю Took from dead goblins. I also made out armor of their helmets.
- No, did you crashed these goblins, right? Broke their knees with your wonderful spoon, and then strangled one by one, right?
- No, they were already dead, and each had a few gold coins.
- You're lying! There were no goblins. You stole the money.
- Didn't steal, I found.
- Oh. Long I been watching you, but never found myself thinking that we have Likot who is very attentive and vigilant. But I notice thieving propensities of you for a long time. By the way, you said you did some wonderful armor of goblin helmets. Well, now let me see it.
- No problem. It remained hanging on the wall of the closet in my room.
- That's how. You already rent rooms. - Nil squinted suspiciously. - Maybe you not only stole but also killed somebody??
- I did not kill anybody and did not steal anything! - Objected you, looking at the ceiling. This Nil's interrogation pissed you off.
- Swear! - Suddenly, former head of the palace guards bulged eyes.
- What?
- Swear you did not steal kill, then I'll believe it!
- All right. - You'му thought what with to vow and answered - I swear by Armok!
- Don't you swear by Armok, He won't go bad! Swear with your beard! Your own!

Vow by Armok was not enough for this jerk. He requires you to vow with beard. And if the swear by Armok all so mystical and enigmatic and who knows how it can hurt you or can it hurt at all, swear with beard will quite easily give reason to deprive you a beard, if it will become known that you lied. You can't risk with your beard, but how to explain it to Nil, who not only bulged eyes but also opened mouth, staring at you and waiting for an answer?

>Screw that horned bullshit, buy a normal helmet
>Buy the first armor set
>Maybe we should buy something for Nil too?
>We've got lots of gold! Lets buy light armor for travel and heavy armor for tough situations.
>Yep, and put an image of the Sphinx on helmet. Made of kitten leather.

You chose two sets: the light one and the heavy one. You decided to unscrew the light set helmet's horns as soon as you'll leave the shop. Putting goods on the counter, you expressed that the choice is made and you buy that armor.
- That'll be 18 gold, sir. - Huckster issued. - This includes the New Year's Eve discount.
The named price slightly puzzled you. Obviously you'll have to sacrifice the exclusive cat's leather image in favor of saving some money. Не знаю, как тут можно более близко к оригиналу сделать. Так или иначе, в изначальной версии перевод был скорее "явно придется сэкономить денег для эксклюзивного рисунка бла-бла". Ну или так мне показалось.
- Hmm. Can you tell in detail where did that price come from?
- Please. - Seller answered. - Leather laminar armor - four gold, the same amount for the ritual helmet, reinforced laminar together with vambraces and greaves - seven, a helmet with emblem of the town - three gold. Eighteen in total.
Merchant folded his hands together and waited for your answer. He probably expected that you simply won't have enough money or you'll refuse.
- I'll take it! - you said to his surprise and reached into your purse for the missing gold.

Meanwhile, Neil returned and found you counting money.
- In short, SoapEater, in this backpack are all your ... and what is this? - there he saw how golds move one after another from your purse to the trader's counter. - I'll be damned не могу более близкого аналога придумать, но my mother is goblin вряд ли подходит. Можно какое-нибудь кастомное ругательство придумать, конечно, what is going on? Likot, you keep surprising me more and more! Don't you want to tell me something? - Here he grinned unpleasantly, shaking his beard, making it clear that you won't avoid answering question this time.

>>102815
он не Neil, а Nil.
Хотя кому какая разница.

>Tell Nil, that blah-blah-blah, found a purse, got lucky, that's where the money are from. Stick to this version with others as well.
>Lie about dead goblins near the road, from whose hemlets we made armor, took their purses.
>DO NOT TELL ABOUT ENTIRE PURSE!

- Found it. - You said. - The full purse, that's where money are from it.
- And are there a lot of those purses laying around in swamps, mm? I, for one, didn't see no purse during all the travel. Can you'll prompt a place where such gifts lie around?
- Stop your sneering. - You answered. - Yes, found it in the swamps. Took it from dead goblins. I also made some armor out of their helmets.
- And, of course, you struck those goblins down yourself, right? Broke their knees with your wonder-spoon, and then strangled one by one, right?
- No, they were already dead, and each had a few gold coins.
- You're lying! There were no goblins. You stole that money.
- I didn't steal, I found.
- Really? For all this time that I've been watching you, I never found myself thinking that Likot is so very attentive and vigilant. But I did notice your thieving propensities for a long time. By the way, you said that you made some wonder-armor out of goblin helmets. How about showing it to me?
- No problem. It remained hanging on the wall of the closet in my room.
- That's how it is. You rent rooms already. - Nil squinted suspiciously. - Maybe you didn't only steal but also killed somebody, hm?
- I didn't kill anybody or steal anything! - Objected you, looking at the ceiling. You were already pissed off by this Nil's interrogation.
- Swear! - the former head of the palace guards bulged his eyes suddenly.
- What?
- Swear that you didn't steal or kill, then I'll believe you!
- All right. - You thought what to vow with and answered - I swear by Armok!
- Don't you swear by your Armok, nothing'll happen to him! Swear with your beard! Your own!

Vow by Armok was not enough for this jerk. He insists on vowing with your beard. And if the swear by Armok is all so mystical and enigmatic and who knows how can it be bad for you at all, swearing with beard will quite easily give a reason to deprive you of your beard, if it will become known that you lied. You can't risk with your beard, but what to say to Nil, who not only bulged his eyes but also opened mouth, staring at you and waiting for an answer?

>>102815
>>102817
>>102818
Пофиксил.

>>102831

>What must we fear? We really find the Stone!
>Just tell him truth. About magical diarrhea.
>truth with silencing about the victims
>keep silent about size of the stone and probable amount of the remaining pieces

- Fine, Nil. I got gold from pawnbroker for such thing. - You fished out glowing stone from bossom. - Listen up.
You told him where you were the last three days, skipping some of the details of the story. Told how find the bodies of goblins and armed with their equipment, and then found a cave where you could spend the night. You concealed part with forgotten beast to avoid Nil's disbelieving and scoffing. Waking up, you got to the other side of the mountains and found abandoned village with a revived cemetery. In search of booze and rescue from the zombies you went down to the basement of a house where there was a secret passageway in the ancient building, which has a population that also extinct. In that building on the top floor was a large glowing stone, which you then smashed allegedly in an attempt to stop the undead. Then there was a cave-in, and you in last effort and breaking wrist, using pieces of stone, digged up to surface. After spending the night in a house on the outskirts, and nearly falling victim of bugimen, the next day you moved to the city where you spend another night and then found out that you are being searched, and went to the wagon.
- My Armok, I have never heard such nonsense. - Nil muttered, looking at the stone in your hand. - Dungeons, zombies ... And what demon possessed you to jump off the wagon in the middle of the frozen swamp? Hmm. YBut look, what a good gizmo you found. And not just one. And, you say, how many for one piece?
- Why?
- Well, I saw how you paid off with armor trader. And there are coins still remained in purse after all ...
- Nil. - You tried to interrupt the companion.
- ... And if these stones also shine with its own light ... Yes ... But there, in the ruins, the fragments could still remain! - Nil muttered, not paying attention to you and staring at the stone.
- Nil - Repeated you, hidding gem. Soldier finally heard you. - Why all these interrogation, vows? When you saw the gold, you became like not yourself, I did not ... - Then Nil abruptly changed color, became like a head taller, and began yelling at you:
- Don't be brazen, whipper-snapper! Shown gold it to me, ha! Don't think you can teach me! - You even felt uncomfortable with his intonation. - Don't you dare to poke me with your gold! Look what he's doing! And those stones! I do not care about your gold and gems, understood? Think I'm going to fulfill your whims because of your money, right? No! It was the first and last time I led to your whim, and take away your filthy bag! - Nil threw the new backpack at your feet. - Now pack your belongings and ran to search Tok!
He stood there and stared menacingly down your neck while you squirm and try to put on a backpack with one hand, then picked up a second set of armor and hanged yourself back on the cast. Wrist ached from the load, and then you remember that you were going to give a second set to Nil.
- Nil.
- Ready? Run after me! We still have to go to all the gates. This boar Tok could go out of town...
- This is for you. - You held out armor to him.
- What? Oh, you! .. - He wanted to renew flow of abuse, but he was clearly tormented by conflicting emotions. Nil's pride did not allow to accept the gift of the lower caste dwarf, but on the other hand, seems that he likes present very much, and the toad pressed to give it up.
- Valuable? что там по смыслу подходит?- He asked suspiciously.
- It's a gift. - Answered you.
- I mean, how much did you have to pay for it?
- Eleven.
- Minecart to your well! - He took armor. - Expensive. Even by the standards of dwarf it's expensive. - He tried armor - While on the other hand, the price is even quite reasonable, hopefully, it will justify itself. Let's do next - here he turned again to you - We assume that this is not a gift, but you just borrow it to me, okay? And let's forget our mutual assaults with you, I admit, I got excited.

>What should we be scared about, we actually DID find it!
>Just tell him the truth. About magical diarrhea.
>truth without mentioning about the victims
>keep silent about size of the stone and probable amount of the remaining fragments

- Fine, Nil. I got gold from pawnbroker for this thing. - You fished out a glowing stone from bossom. - Listen up.
You told him where you were the last three days, skipping some of the details of the story. Told how you found bodies of goblins and armed yourself with their equipment, and then found a cave where you could spend a night. You didn't mention the part about forgotten beast to avoid Nil's disbelieving and scoffing. After waking up, you got to the other side of the mountains and found an abandoned village with a revived cemetery. In search of booze and a place to hide from zombies you went down to the basement of a house where there was a secret passageway into an ancient building, which population also went extinct. At the top floor of that building there was a large glowing stone, which you then smashed allegedly in an attempt to stop the undead. Then there was a cave-in, and you in last effort used the stoned to dig up to the surface, breaking your wrist in a process. After spending the night in a house on the outskirts and nearly falling victim of boogeymen, you spent the whole next day on traveling to the town, where you spent a night, and then, upon discovering that you are been searched for, headed to the wagon.
- My Armok, I have never heard such nonsense. - Nil muttered, looking at the stone in your hand. - Dungeons, zombies ... And what demon yanked you to jump off the wagon in the middle of the frozen swamp? Hmm. Just look, what a pretty thingy you found. And not just one. And what price is for one of this splinters, you say?
- Why?
- Well, I saw how you paid off with armor trader. And there are coins still remained in your purse after all ...
- Nil. - You tried to interrupt the companion.
- ... And if these stones also shine with its own light ... Yes ... But there, in the ruins, the fragments could still remain! - Nil muttered, not paying attention to you and staring at the stone.
- Nil - Repeated you, hiding the gem. Soldier finally heard you. - Why all these interrogation, these vows? When you saw the gold, you became like not yourself, it's not like I've ... - Then Nil abruptly changed in his face, became like a head taller, and began yelling at you:
- Don't be brazen, whipper-snapper! Shown me some gold, you see! And even thinking about teaching me! - You felt quite uncomfortable with his intonation. - Don't you dare to poke me with your gold! Look what he's doing! And those stones! I don't care about your gold and gems, understand?! You think I'm going to fulfill your whims because of your money, right? No! It was the first and last time I seduced to do your fads, and take your filthy bag! - Nil threw the new backpack at your feet. - Now pack your stuff and back to search for Tok on the double!
He stood there and stared menacingly down your neck while you squirmed and tried to put a backpack on with one hand, then picked up a second set of armor and hanged it back on the cast. Wrist ached from the load, and then you remember that you were going to give a second set to Nil.
- Nil.
- Ready? After me, quickly! We still have to go to all the gates. This boar Tok could go out of town...
- This is for you. - You held out armor to him.
- What? Oh, you! .. - He wanted to renew the flow of abuse, but he was clearly tormented by conflicting emotions. Nil's pride did not allow to accept the gift of the lower caste dwarf, but on the other hand, it seems that he liked the present very much, and the toad pressed to give it up.
- Expensive? - He asked suspiciously.
- It's a gift. - Answered you.
- I mean, how much did you have to pay for it?
- Eleven.
- Minecart to your well! - He took armor from you. - Expensive. Even by the standards of dwarf it's expensive. - He tried the armor on - While on the other hand, the price is even quite reasonable, hopefully, it will justify itself. Let's do this - here he turned again to you - We assume that this is not a gift, but you let me borrow it, okay? And let's forget our mutual assaults, I admit, I went a little bit too far.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3585584#msg3585584

>>102855
"Minecart to your well" звучит как "Тележка твоему колодцу". Может заменить на "Minecart in/inside your well"?

>>102921

>Return to wagon and leave armor there, then keep going (probably still with Nil)
> During the search, you can simply offer as an idea to go to this Iton Arol or however it's called.

After leaving the store, you unscrew the horns from your helmet. Two pretty unpleasant screws still stuck in it though they can be cut off later if you want. Horns fit in a backpack, where, by the way, addition to a knife, a new purse and also the rope pretty big flask lay. It's necessary to fill it up on occasion. While you put the flask and a waist bag to the side and dug in your stuff, Nil learned from passers how to get to the west gate and how far from them Arol-Iton is.

Soon you moved toward the western part of the city. Nil quite cheerfully walked ahead of you, rattling rivets on cuirass, and your offer to make a detour and leave armor in the wagon was refused, citing the fact that much time lost, besides the armor is not so heavy.

>Remind him once again that: First: It is a gift Second: Now all are equal, and stop f*cking treat Likot like a little boy.

To your attempts regain your status Nil said that the gift - it was kind of you, but he refuses to lead further discussion on this subject. Like, he's just unpleasant to feel your sitter, and, whether by his will, he would throw you to hell and demons.

>And he, by any chance, can learn us to fight with a spoon, by the way?

Nil said that if your spoon was a crossbow, or it can be folded and turned into a bow, then he would teach you to shoot out with it. He told you to stop to take seriously the spoon as a weapon, it's like waving a club.

> Let's Likot will becomу local ARDENT WORSHIPPER!

- And what do you believe, Nil? - you asked him with an ingratiating voice.
- What?
- Do you believe in Armok, buddy?
- Likot, goblin is your mother! - Nil stopped and turned around to you. - What, by the demons, the difference, huh? Actually, since when did you get so chatty?
- You did not accept my oath by Armok. Who is Armok for you?
- Stop it! I do not believe in your this occult nonsense! I only believe in As Limulistrat, the god of depths and wealth. And all the educated secular dwarves believe in As! Aтв Armok is pagan nonsense, it's not even dwarven god. In general, it is not a god! And if you do not shut up now, I'll shove your spoon up in your ass, get it?
You said nothing. Nil clearly not inthe mood to talk about religious topics here and now.
- Now let's go. And don't dare to make a single sound! - Announced Nil and nervously walked forward.
Rest of the way you wisely decided to spend silent.

>>102922

Soon you reached the west gate. The guard asked who you are, and then answered questions from Nil. It was found that through this gate in the last three days a few dwarves have passed, and they all moved to the city. Nobody left the city, except one caravan, where a dwarf, possibly, could hide, though all the carts have been inspected and checked. After the guard said that all dwarves moved in already known to you Arol-Iton and showed iton the map.
- Well, Soapeater, let's visit our urban brothers. Seems you were right that we should go straight there.

>Return to wagon and leave armor there, then keep going (probably still with Nil)
> During the search you can simply offer an idea to go to this Iton Arol or whatever it's called.

After leaving the store, you unscrew the horns from your helmet. Two pretty unpleasant screws were still sticking out of it, though they could be cut off later if you want. Horns fit in a backpack, in which, by the way, beside a knife, a new purse and also the rope, there was a pretty big flask. It's necessary to fill it up on occasion. While you fitted the flask and a waist bag to your side and dug in your stuff, Nil asked passersby how to get to the west gate and how far is Arol-Iton from them.

Soon you headed toward the western part of the city. Nil walked ahead of you quite cheerfully, rivets rattling on his cuirass, and refused your offer to make a detour and leave armor in the wagon, citing the fact that a lot of time was lost already, besides, the armor is not that heavy.

>Remind him once again that, 1: It is a gift, 2: Now all are equal, and stop f*cking treat Likot like a little boy.

To your attempts to regain your status Nil said that a gift is a very kind thing for you to do, but he refuses to proceed further with discussion on this subject. Like, he's just unpleasant to feel like your babysitter, and, if it was in his power, he would throw you down to hell and demons.

>Can he, by any chance,teach us to fight with a spoon, by the way?

Nil said that if your spoon was a crossbow, or it can be bended and turned into a bow, then he would teach you to shoot with it. He told you to stop treating the spoon as a weapon, it's like waving a club.

> Let's Likot will becomу local ARDENT WORSHIPPER!

- And what do you believe, Nil? - you asked him in ingratiating voice.
- What?
- Do you believe in Armok, buddy?
- Likot, goblin is your mother!Может лучше что-нибудь типа mother of goblin? А то это как-то... - Nil stopped and faced you. - How, by the demons, is it your busyness, huh? Actually, since when did you get so chatty?
- You didn't почему ты так редко используешь сокращения? didn't особенно accept my oath by Armok. Who is Armok to you?
- Stop it right now! I do not believe in your this occult nonsense! I only believe in As Limulistrat, the god of depths and wealth. And all the educated secular dwarves believe in As! Armok is pagan nonsense, it's not even a dwarven god. In general, it is not god at all! And if you do not shut up now, I'll shove your spoon up in your ass, get it?
You said nothing. Nil is clearly not in the mood to talk about religious topics right here right now.
- Now let's go. And don't you dare to make a single sound! - Announced Nil and nervously walked forward.
You wisely decided to remain silent for the rest of the way.

Soon you reached the west gate. The guard asked you who you are, and then answered Nil's questions. It turned out that only a few dwarves passed through this gated in the last three days, and all of them moved into the town. Nobody left the town except for one caravan, where a dwarf, possibly, could hide, though all the wagons has been inspected and checked. Later the guard said that all dwarves headed towards already known to you Arol-Iton and showed it to you on the map.
- Well, Soapeater, let's visit our urban brothers. Looks like you were right that we should have gone there first.

Не могу писать переводы, некогда, но если вдруг переведешь-я запостчу, найду минутку. Если тебе охота, конечно.

>>102958

>You can put some water from the well to the flask
>Go to well and throw there in purse with money. When we'll beaten by the diaspora dwarfs, at least it will not hurt that much.

Filling the flask with water from the well, which, by the way, was twenty yards deep, you decided to get rid from several problems with throwing gold away. You will no longer seem thieves around every corner, it won't hurt to fall into the hands of robbers, and you will no longer embarrass Nil with your gold. And now, with a slight movement of the hand purse moved to flight.

>>102959

Two seconds passed before you heard the slap of the bag of water, and after another two seconds - blow on the head with something heavy. The helmet was tough, it did not hurt. However, your skull was noticeably shaken, and buzz in your ears from the deafening clang of metal remained for a long time.
- Moron! You're just killing me! Why did you do it? - Almost squealing, Nil said.
- I hid it.
- And now you're going to get it? There is a great depth!
- I'm not going to get ше!
- Idiot ... - Nil was nearly crying. - Was it so difficult to give it Shorast, or ... me, after all?
- This is for our good.
- What good? .. Oh, holy smiths! .. What have you done? Now I'll never forget it!

>Keep wash his brain
>Pathetic dwarfes(?) must tremble in face of possible divine retribution for disrespect
>Armok! Reveal to sinners sign of yours!
>ARMOK, PUNISH HIS LOST SOUL!
>Bring reason to this fool!

- All your troubles are from that you renounced Armok.
- What?
- Yoг do noy respect Armok. Armok can forgive the lost ones, but His retribution eventually overtakes renounced.
- Shut up, Soapeater. Please. I'm not in the mood to talk with you. Of all the people I know only Shorast worships Armok, so talk with him as long as you want. - Then Nil settled down and issued: - On the other hand, you are right to some extent, Likot. Over the last month I had a lot to go through, but, nonetheless, here I am: still alive and well, even though was crazy. Do you mind if, after we'll found Tok, to visit local pantheon, or temple, and there we'll bow to our gods?

>>103096

>There is Tok!!!111
>Right! Just plumped up
>Tok on background

- Toook! - You shouted with all your voice in the direction of awkwardly hobbling figure with a wheelbarrow, but there was no reaction. It seems, years of painstaking autistic silence were not in vain, you have forgotten how to to cry, and Tok has not heard you.

>Don't speak with dwarf on background
>We already spoke with one. Now we act contrary to his advice.
>Don't disattract and move to dwarves
>Don't go fat man. just take a look from distance and say "Look, Nil, he looks like Tok"

- Where is he? - Nil asked again, trying to see to whom you are yelling. You pointed Tok with finger before he disappeared around the corner. Nil snapped and stated:
- No, not him. Cap looks similar, pipe too. But I'm not sure if it was even a dwarf. And too fat for Tok, to be frankly.
Just in case you decideв to follow pseudo-Tok, although stopped crying and running around the city for strangers.

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Айс, ты опять не выходишь на связь?

>>103469
>Don't move to well, don't get something, go to local dwadfes.

You decided to leave the gold where it is, and fish it back after you'll find Tok. You and Nil headed to the Arol-Iton and soon caught up a suspicious fat man with a cart.

>Follow the fat guy but be careful. What if he is a maniac and he ate Tok and put on his belongings.
>Don't speak with Nil unless he'll start conversation himself

It wasn't Tok. Subject was old beardless being of unknown sex and race. He left the wheelbarrow at the threshold of a squat old building with a sign "Arol-Iton" and, striking door ring once, entered.

- What does it mean, Arol-Iton - a district, consisting of only one house? - You asked Nil.
- Of two, - Guardsman said. - The neighboring building with sagging roof is also considered as territory of Arol-Iton, and, for that matter, waste ground behind the fence right up to the city wall. If I understand correctly, this is the whole Arol-Iton.

>>103494

>It would not hurt to begin with a little reconnaissance: walk around the building and look inside through the window (or gap).

Nil responded not very favorably about your idea to explore the area, but did not splashing bile much and allowed you to do what you want.
You haven't managed to bypass the building, yard wicket was locked, so you have to find the key or to seek passage through in the ramshackle hut. Through the fence you have seen wasteland, where in addition to the dry grass and remnants of snow only a sewer hatch was in the distance. Well, the grass and snow were in two or three places stamp down and mixed with mud, but nothing else here does not attract attention.

>>103495

>look through the window

You looked through the crack. Despite the boarded-up openings, inside it was not so dark, at least, for the dwarf. Scum with the tube was talking about something with another character with a shaggy beard, who sat at something like bar rack.
-...should ask Granite first. Anyway he got no fcking reson to crawl in there. And after all, Talc with his rag-tags deals with such bullshit so tell 'em your bizzare.
- By the way, this sucker is not alone - Said the old woman, - He is with bald from that caravan.
- Well, fck, get them both here then. And four-eyes, and that bull with pick, Mebzut said that wants to see 'em too.
- Big one with blacky are hanging out at eastern gate. Fag in glasses, bet on my head, is sitting in their shitmarquee thought who the f*ck knows. Archer and spooner are already coming here. They even saw me and mistaken with somebody, for the whole square, damn, yelled, you know, like ...
- Okay, enough bullshit, crone - bearded winced - Get in the hole before I closed it. - He got up and opened to her the door to some closet.
Crone with a tube grunted her throat, full of sno,t and disappeared in the doorway. Behind her the bearded man came, but a minute later left, rattling keys, and sat on his seat, with his feet on the table.

Черт знает как этот приблатненный диалог с сохранением стиля перевести.

>>103538
>Mebzut
Mebzuth, есть такое дварфийское имя

>>103540
Пофиксил.

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>>103583

>We are armed and dangerous, f*ck delay. Let these urban scums tell all as it is.
>Break down there and kick all the asses
>Knock out the door with a mighty kick and spectacularly go inside.

You were ready to strike menacing posture after knocking the door with a foot, but at the last moment, something stopped you. Perhaps it was your inner voice, though Armok knows what it was. Your exuberant rush dried up just as quickly as it flooded.

>Tell Nil what we heard
>Let Nil go first inside. Anyway, no other place to look for Tok. If he'll refuse, say that you mind is clouded because of that mushroom so if you'll go first you'll start to make sacrafices to Armok.

You told Nil what you heard, and explained that yoe're too nervous and would not restrain yourself and lose control of your actions, if you'll go there first.
- Do not worry, Soapeater, they won't eat us. - Half-jokingly said the captain, - And they are unlikely to kill, at least they're not goblins or elves... I hope ...
You knocked ring on the door. Literally a second latch clicked, the feeling, that owner did not even put up his ass from stool and unlocked it remotely.
Nil opened the door and proudly walked in.

>>103584

You walked in after him, trying to look calm and confident.
- Good day. Almost evening, actually, The weather is nice, isn't it?
- Weather? What weather? - owner made ​​wry face. - Where from you such appeared?
- We're moving through your wonderful city, our expedition today was to go, but bad luck, we lost someone, so we have come to you for help. We really hope at you. - Nil was showly off polite, shaggy was annoyed a bit with this.
- Ladtakomadz's Bureau of search and find at your service aha! Did you confuse with address? - Bearded man tried to look relaxed, showed no agression yet.
- No. We were sent exactly here, place was shown on the map, your old lady even guided us here.
- Don't now anything! Get out, I have no instructions to search fugitives. Actually, who are you?
- I have already said. - Nil answered - We are from the expedition ...
- Names! - Asked the bearded man.
- I'm Nil, and this one - Nil pointed at you - Soapeater. From a Mountain Home.
- Got it, okay. In short, you go now, and I'll take a walk to the neighbors, 'll say that Soapeater and Nil came, and they looked for their freind.
You thought that the conversation is over, and turned to the door, but Nil did not move.
- Well, who are you going to search? - Slightly sarcastically Nil asked bald. - How? I'm yet did not say even the name of the missing, nor described him. Or do you already know in advance who we are looking for?
- And why are you such cheeky, huh? - Shaggy stiffened. - I have not seen anyone, get it! Fcking nerd ... Who cares about superstitions, mountain dwarf a mile away in the crowd to see - easy! And they smell with soap like some fcking princesses.
- Here, - Nil fished out a package with the announcement of the loss of Tok and put on the table of owner. - I leave it here, I advise you to examine. And also show your neighbors.
Bearded arrogantly looked at a piece of paper lying on the table, then just same arrogantly looked at Nil. Leaflet was not even touched.
Nil shook his head and pointed to the parcel. For a few seconds they stared with bearded at each other, trying win at stare competition. At last bald deigned to reach out for a piece of paper and deploy it.
- So, then, who do we have here? .. Tok ... Farmer, so ... Or planter? What makes you think that I will work hard because of a peasant? Unfortunately, fellas, I can not help.
- Tok is his name. He's not a farmer.
- Oops, the first time I hear this name. Dwarves actually have no such name!
- Nevertheless, we hope for your understanding and support. I think the mountain dwarf, moreover with a rare name, will be even easier to find among the urbans. Actually, that's all we want.
- Do you understand that business doesn't work like this? After all, I'm not your aunt nor cousin. I have other ... affairs! I appreciate my time, and in general, everything has its time ... and its price. If you understand, of course.
- I think he wants money - Nil turned to you. - Don't you accidentally mislaid pair of golds, um? Or you, of course, threw awayall of it?
- All - you said.
Further conversation with shaggy extortionist was meaningless. As soon as conversation turned about money, bearded man immediately became completely intractable and only demanded you to leave his house.

- And what's now, Nil? - You asked the guardsdwarf. - Just leave like that and go to search somewhere else?
- I do not know, Soapeater. Looks like they have no Tok there. Or they have but don't know it themself.
- Why don't we demand let us in? Or break down with fight?
- Actually, it was possible to smash this frowsy brat: you strike him with spoon to the nape, I tie him with your rope around his chest and knees. But, you know, if Tok is not out there in the "hole", we will be in big trouble, and will have to forget about Tok at all. Dunno-dunno ... Do you have some ideas what to do now?

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>>103655

>kill brazen fag

- Let's kill him. - Offered you.
- That's just kidding, right?
- Of course. - you lied. Nil is not yet imbued with entire essence of your worldview, so did not understand the joke. On the other hand, you weren't joking at all, but for now it is better that Nil does not know.

>check the well and the possibility of descending in it. Climb over the fence with crone's cart.

Nil without enthusiasm accepted your idea to get into a stinking sewer, but on the other hand, a dose of miasma will even somewhat invigorate and cleanse thoughts, that, actually, won't hurt both of you. Using the cart as a ramp, you climbed on the fence, quite painfully pricked your ass on one of the pommels. Coming down from fence on the other side was even more difficult than climbing on it, and in addition, you risked tear your pants on one of the pins, looked like someone purposely sharpened them.
Nil was able climb over, only taking off armor and threw it over the fence. When Nil jumped after you to your side of the yard and put on armor, he asked:
- Listen, Soapeater, how are you going to climb back? There can be no exit through sewers.
- Nil, let's solve the problems as they actually fall. - You answered and headed to the hatch.

>>103656

The problems fell when you come to dead-end of the only corridor in this part of the sewer. The channel was filled to the brim, the further advance deeper into sewer was possible only by swimming on the flooded pipe.
- Likot, I'm almost sure that you have a spare pair of gills. Or not? - Nil said sadly. - Don't know about you, but I won't crawl in this hole and so I return to the surface. If you want, come with me, I think, our attempt to go through the back door was not successful ... We'll storm the fence again.

>>103848

You have not found available passage to Arol-Iton through the sewers, and along with Nil trudged toward the exit.

> Go back, after shouting mating cries of Cthulhu so anyonr around will shit bricks.
> Back to read a sign on the wall, and examine snag behind the wall.

Going up the stairs, you have issued most ominous howl you could. Howl sounded with short echoes, it is unlikely anyone beside you and Nil heard it. Strange, but Nil didn't pay attention to your efforts, didn't comment and silently began to climb. Apparently, he was already got used to your antics, though Armok knows what he could think at the moment.

Once out on the surface, you have examined the brick wall. Behind it you found some chunks and bigger log. Plaque hung on the wall itself, which read:
"Here lies Lawlor TrunkFrost
He loved gold and women
He was a thief
He saved the life of a friend
He was killed by a goblin "

It is unlikely that there actually was buried someone. It is unlikely that would dwarf could be burid in the ground, especially on the surface.. Otherwise, the local dwarves have a very specific idea of ​​how to treat those who left to the other world ...

>>103855

> Check out from what pipe water/fecs flow in and where to leak away. Then figure out if it will work to plug the pipe by a log, which we saw in the yardю Plug the pipe from which water comes with log, water will flow away, and we'll be ablу to go through "out" pipe. Second option: plug the pipe where water leaves and leave, and we'll get shit-flood. After a couple of hours while urbans will be solving the problem with SHIT-FLOOOOOOOOOOOOOODED, we can surreptitiously sneak down through the doors.

Having examined a bunch wood, you accidentally got the idea that they are almost the same diameter as the set of pipes and drains in the sewers, where from you just climbed. Then it dawned on you. If you'll stop the entire flow of waste water from the neighboring houses (and in this part of the sewage no other way in for water), sooner or later the water level in the tube will reduce, and it will be possible to walk and get into the main sewer tunnel.
You decided to act plumber and, without hesitate and collecting some dirt and grass, began to implement your plan. Nil not only did not bother you, but looks like he ceased to notice you. He simply sat on the mound, then walked up and down the waste ground, thinking about something. He wasn't so empty since when he was just healed of madness in the elven forest.
When in the street has become noticeably dark, you have completed. All holes, from which even slightly wastewater comes, were plugged, and slight movement on in the direction of a large tube became noticeable on the surface of the tube. But the level of water in the channel remained unchanged. Day and two can pass before the pipe will be safe for walking through.
- What are you doing? - Nil came up to you.
- I make the passage. - You said. - In a few hours we can get into the Arol-Iton through sewer tunnels.
- No way. Water will soon be just arriving.
- Why so?
- I think it's melted water from the southern slopes of the mountains. Each day only gets warmer, the snow begins to melt, not only in the mountains, and then sewer we'll be all flooded. This is exactly meltwater. Judge for yourself, after all, there is little of shit in this sewer. At other times of the year, we would just fall dead here of miasma ...
- What to do now?
- I'd climbed back over the fence, but I need your help. Can you help?

>>103929

>Try to follow his plan.

- Well, I will help. - You answered. - And how are you gonna get out of here?
- Hoist me, and I will climb over the fence.
- That's your plan? What about me?
- And you will then. I'll find out how to open the gate and let you out.
- Oh, no. If someone will give a lift, that'll be you for me. I weigh lighter.
- SoapEater, stop obstinate! - Neil slightly perked up and returned to his normal state of mind. - I stuck here till night because of you!
- You only think about yourself. Wait. I have an idea ...

>Obviously it is necessary to press on the same plate. There's probably somewhere pressure plate that opens a secret tunnel. Go press on the plate / try to move it / turn, and so.

How did not you guess to check the memorial for hidden mechanisms? Going up to the wall, you have tried to loosen plate, press on it with one and with both hands in the center and in the corners, rotate it or move along the wall, and all the while it was clacking and gnashing, but didn't want to show the secrets hidden behind it.

>If plate is a slab, try to spoil it.

Severely loosening the plate, you have decided to apply a force and bounce on it with his fist. Finally something snapped, and the plate crashed down to the ground, spilling to a pile of pebbles ...

>>103930

"Here we go again ..." - You thought, when disturbed spirit appeared in front of you. Unlike all you've seen before, this ghost was very puzzled by his appearance and was clearly unaccustomed to incorporeal existence. By the way, Nil, who, unlike you, was unaccustomed to the undead, caught a bad thought, and instead of covering you with swear for vandalism, dumbfoundedly stared at the ghost.
- Oooooo. - Said the ghost.

>>103971

>Say to ghost that we accidentally broke a slab and will fix this misunderstanding as quickly as possible, but you must first find Tok-engraver.
>Don't that's we wno broke it
>Question him who he was, what he was, how he saved a friend, whether he knows our ghost (strike dumb with wave of questions without giving chance to think better), and then - or skedaddle, or recruit.
>If he'll contact, use him for searching, for convicing hint, that our Tok is engraver and can makу new slab as gratitude. Запятые, motherfucker, do you use it?!

Ghost dazedly looked around, not knowing where he was. Finally, his eyes fell on you. It looks like he just now noticed you. Taking an opportunity, you spoke to him:
- Hello, Lolor. Your memorial is broken, but we can restore it, if you'll help us. We need to find Tok the engraver, if you'll find him, he will thank you with new slab. - ghost replied:
- Ooooo! - And began to flounder in the air. He was twisted, thrown up above your head, then sucked halfway into the wall and threw back to earth. Rolling over upside down, he began to rotate the legs, howling:
- Ooooo! Ooo!
You didn't even become to ask him more about his life, saving his comrades and things like that. Perhaps it's the most senseless ghost that ever existed ...
- Idiot ... - Nil commented from your back.
- Definitely. - Confirmed you. - Can't say two words in time.
- Not he, you're an idiot!
- I accidentally.
- Yeah, of course! "Look, Nil, I have a great idea!" Are you completely freak to break slabs? Now, go to the nearest priest, undertaker, anyone, and make new slab! And take off spoilage from yourself until got something worse!
- What about Tok?
- Still have time to find him! Maybe he, like you, found by himself and returned to the wagon!

>>103972

>Why do we need Tok? Why do you think that he is our friend until death?
>Say the ghost to f*ck off, let him bother his acquaintances, we shouldn't care about him. Move back to wagon to eat, drink, sleep.

It seems that Nil suffered enough for today and just wants to return to the wagon, to forget about the problems and rest. You have decided to take pity on him and lift him on the top side of the fence. Even despite the fact that captain beforehand took off armor, before climbing on your the shoulders, his ass seemed to you to be much heavier than in those past times when you had to drag him around. Apparently, he had time to gain weight since returning to mind.
After jumping to the other side, Nil again put on the armor.
- SoapEater, the rope! Why the hell did I buy it for you? Throw me one tip, and tie yourself to it, and I'll get you out!
You got a rope and a little thinking. On the one hand, if you'll throw over the rope and go with Nil - it will be safer, and at tomorrow morning it will be possible to continue the search, visit temples, and so on. On the other hand, your presence has brought him to the verge of tantrum, one more bad thought - and Nil will throw it al lto hell. And then you both will be in big troubles.

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>>104132

>Bring him to tantrum right here.
>Provoke him at the surface, Nil will fly into a rage, bustle will begin in the city, and we on the sly steal, kill, do whatever we want
>Humiliate Nil, reminding about his insanity.

- No, Nil.
- What's wrong again?
- I'm tired of you. You always show off yourself as a superior, when in fact you're nothing more then naught.
- I don't get it!
- What is it for you to deal with couple of thieves? Real captain of the guard would already smear them along the wall and forc to give us Tok. And you? Even seedy sheriff can handle your work better. Why were you appointed as captain? You are not worthy to be called Guard. And anyway, you're still the same Lides, running around the fortress flashing balls, who was supposed to protect, but at the crucial moment got coward. I don't go with you, I'm ashamed of your company.
- Snotty, talk to me again!... - Nil said. It's possible you have finally driven him, and he begins tantrum.
By the way, now your short list of relationships enlarged with one more character, from what you and Nil got a bad thought.

>>104133

>Tantrum - it's fun!

Wheelbarrow first took to the air,with remarkable ease flying six feet away. Then rage of Captain struck the fence and the gate, but left no visible damage.
Then Nil drew his sword and turned to you.
- Now you will see how captains work. And then interesting conversation will be between me and you, Likot ...

>Stop anger him, he can turn Likot to pillow for pins through the grate.

Believing that this tantrum is over, you have thrown the end of the rope to the other side of the fence. In response, Nil spit on the floor, turned around and went, clattering plates, toward the entrance of Arol-Iton.
Approaching the door, he knocked at the door, as usual here, once. But he did it with his foot, and the door swung open in front of Nil greetingly with a crunch of the latch, broken off to hell.
- In the name of the Queen! - Сaptain ыtarted shouting, not yet entered the doorway. Once inside, he kept shouting something angrily and accusatory, but it was too difficult to understand what exactly.

>>104154
>Humiliate Nil, reminding about his insanity.

Humiliate Nil, reminding about his bareass-insanity.

>>104155
Предлагаю вариант "Tantrum is FUN" тогда уж, по аналогии с Losing is FUN

>>104157
Да, точно, спасибо за фикс.
>>104192
Я уверен, что в контексте Урист не имел этого в виду, специально глянул пост. Не думаю, что надо добавлять лишний смысл.

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>>104194
Тогда Tantrum is funny или как-то так. Потому что "Tantrum - it's fun" это плохая калька с русского.

>>104209
Вообще, согласно тому, что я сказал, да, Tantrum is funny. Но ввиду того, что есть такое выражение как "Tantrum is FUN", можно перевести и так. Возможно, так даже лучше будет.
мимо-тот-анон

Алекс, поправь имя Нила во всех предыдущих переводах.

Он переведен как Neal, а на последней пикче четко указано Nil

Обидел Шинку - получил тростью по еблу, ок да?

Проблевался, сажа, скрыл.

>>104230
Ладно, потом поменяю.
>>104277
Поправил.

>>104536

>Stay behind the fence ... It is better to find a way to peep what is going on inside - through the gap or window.
>Keep quiet until the end of screams and cries, if it is possible watch out at the window and eat popcorn.
>Wait until the cries of Nil will be far enough and go to the other side to maraud.

Whilethe sound of breaking furniture and screams came from inside the house, you were standing and pondered how to overcome the fence, but did not come up. After a few seconds, however, noise died down, and you found another window looking just at the yard. It was not boarded up, but the steel bars were on it. You looked inside and saw the complete mayhem and Nil, lying motionless with a bolt in his chest.
- Hey Nil! - You hissed, - NIL!
But he did not answer, and only croaked to side.

>>104941

>Fold the rope in half, knit on it nodes at intervals, convenient for subsequent climbing. Outermost loop stay wider, in order to have a chance throw it onto the fence. In a loop you can stick your feet, and grasp nodes with hands.

You came up in your head and began to knit a "mystical construction." However, due to congenital hands out of your ass you managed to craft only ... tightly tangled hank not suitable for any use.

> BREAK THE F*CK OUT FENCE UPROOT IT DAMN BRAWL

The fence proved stronger than the one-armed dwarf. However, it worth a try, despite it did not succumb to Nil in tantrum.

>Get to sweres, pull back all timber you plugged and make some bunch near fence to climb it over.

Вecided not to call guards for now (because Armok knows who will appear first), you went down into the sewer in order to return timber to the surface. But there was a surprise - in spite of the words of Nil water level dropped significantly.

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>>104955
"mysterious construction" же

>>104990

Не буду первую часть переводить, как говорил. За такое на бухте можно и банца отведать. Да и шутку буржуям не понять

>Take logs, drag them upward, put them in a heap, get out behind fence on it and run to Nil.
>Option one - to dive into shit, although not desirable. And look for the way to the hut to Nil. AND QUICK DAMN MUST SAVE HIM!

You estimated: you weren't going good with Nil, and after injury (if he'll survive) - Captain will blame you for incitement. Well, and after all, all these efforts with corking of tubes and covering with mud weren't useless. Okay, speaking about it, you should at least look with one eye what's in the pipe.
Once you on all fours got to the end, you looked out to some kind sewer. Water was draining off from adjastent tubes too, falling into some sort of an underground river. On the other side was a boat with oars. Through the noise of water you could hear the echoes of voices and clink of picks.
Okay, you saw what you wanted, now you can go back and pull out the logs.

>>105035
Тогда хотя бы пометь, что первая часть поста содержит шутку для "своих", недопустимую к употреблению в приличном обществе и потому - непереведенную.

>>105035
Ты кокой-то нерешительный.

>>105037

Сперва добейся - создай аккаунт и выложи перевод !веселой! части.

>>105036
Так и сделал.

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>>105065

>Grab in armful couple of logs, use them later as pontoons and come to reach the platform with the boat.
>so I suspect it's even deeper than it was in the previous part of sewers. Take pair of logs.
>Move down, like a in the water park by the brook to the river. Try not to smash mug till blood and save remaining limbs.
> Check the boat.
> We need to go into the Depths

To overcome the water barrier you decided to take one of the "plugs." Once you have it uprootedб dirty water gushed from pipe, but soon stream exhausted. Apparently when night came, it got cold and melting for the time being ceased. Taking two plugs wasn't reasonable since your casted arm fell im holding log.
Grabbing watercraft in an armful, you jumped off and rolled down the slippery slope, raising water jets. Flopping down into the water and floundering a bit, you realize it's easy to stand on the bottom.
Coming out on the sandy shore, you left a log and examined boat. Under it there were iron clamp and coil of rope, that connected it with the oarlocks.
Now you looked around better. The collector had a square shape and the perimeter of it had same "sandy shores", bordering with those waters. On each side there was a boat. And in the center flight of stairs was, leading up and down.

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>>105506

>Remember where the sides of the world, and try to sail on the boat in the direction of the well, where we threw the loot.
>Gold! Save the gold now!

It was not possible to find out the direction to the well . You strayed much, following crone, so you can't even remember how to reach it on surface.

>Let's call the ghost and say, so and so, but we need a miracle, and without a warrior in the party we are not going to screw around his "saving the world"
> Beardouble calling the ghost

You have focused and began to call softly:
- Caaape... Caaaameel... Kuuuuuniiil... Kurel! That's it! Kuuuuureeeeeel!
Ghost emerged through the floor.
- Ostukiton is heeeeere. You know, you can not to stretch so long. Well, how's the team?
- Actually, one of its members is now over the hatch with bolt in his chest. Can you help him?
- Help? I'm a ghost! - He flew through the door and after a few seconds came back - There are dwarves in armor, angry. Well, in general, help is not required.
- Curse. And how will I explain it to others?
- Oh, and how many do you have?
- Not me. I returned. Back to the expedition.
Here Kurel got nervous:
- Hey, hey! Did not you hear me last time? He's dangerous!
- Well, it was pretty confusing ... I did not understand properly. Who is at risk?
- I am sure that he took another name. But he's so ... with a beard. With such hairs. How to explain that? His muzzle is so ... Ah well, you sure you can handle the role of a sting?
- What?
- You will. I'll keep an eye on, but you yourself look sharp. And do not let him know that you know about him. Pretend dumb.
- Uh ... okay. Can you cure my hand? - You showed cast.
- How?
- I do not know ...
- So I do not know. Plaster ais what needed to heal, so wait. And I have a business, see you later.
- Wait a minute. I'm going down to search for another friend. There can be dangerous. Maybe you'll go with me?
- If there is dangerous, do not go there. That's the solution. And I really have to go.
Ghost walked into a wall, leaving you alone. Picks below rhythmically tapped.

Алекс, не пости каждый переведенный пост. Поднакопи готового, пусть буржуи попросят еще и запости.

>>105564
Ну и нахуй? Не слушай, ОП.

>>105568
Да и правда, смысл-то какой? Другое дело что я подзаебался уже переводить немного, и от ??справлялы-куна ни слуху ни духу.
Тем временем http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3727464#msg3727464

А еще у Ликот-стори появился последователь http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=117972.0

>>105628
Внезапно, но беевцы имели парочку подобных тредов, если мне память не изменяет, уже довольно давно, до MSPDA, как пример что-то что-то про эльфийския караван и слонов от Darker Dark (или что-то в этом роде). Только вот все они, так или иначе, до логического конца так и не дошли. Я даже, помнится кидал парочку линков.

>>105634
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=55601.930
Вот он, кстати. Если кому интересно.

Вообще, на беях полно крепостей-стори, вроде разветвленной мультивселенной потомков Боатмардеред, да и других тредов с челлендж-крепостями, но рядом с нашей кулстори 9 из 10 тухловаты.

>>105562
"- Ostukiton is heeeeere."
- Олмулосод здееесь... же

>>105735
А вот пусть ОП скажет, я взял первую фамилию призрака, и она была такой >>101361
>Я Курел Остукитон

>>105740
Амурагак у него первая фамилия.
?? вообще в каждом посте она у него разная.

>>105744
Антиупкоительный хитрый план ОПов!

>>106292

>Go down to the sound of picks

You couldn't help it with locked hatch so you moved down the stairs. Suddenly all sharply faded in black.

You woke up with pain in the back of the head sitting in a a cage. Apparently, someone crawled up from behind and stunned you.

>>106293

Now you have no armor and no shoes.
Picks still chattering nearby. Generally it's calm.

>>106400

>Throw a sock in the lever

Remembering an unsuccessful attempt of breaking the door with a sock, you thought that anger is too little and did not throw such a wonderful thing without a reason.

>Swing the cage, see what'll happen.

You managed to swing the cage so hard that it hit the ceiling, nothing else, however, didn't hit. And since the dark abyss spread out below, the blow caused in your acute sense of fear and desire to dump. You kept impulse and gave the cell to stop.

>Start yelling, shout at the miners below

You've just prepared to be loud as two came out from the door below. One was significant dwarf with an unusual beard, and the second was none other than Kurel. You got silent, listening to their conversation.
- Exactly. Two handfuls of adamantine inside him, I guarantee it - ghost pointed to you, and the dwarf's eyes narrowed.
- I can not believe I am going to make adamantine crown extracted from someone's ass.
- This method was used since ancient times, when raw adamantine was foundable on the surface. Gastric juice of dwarf is able to digest raw adamantium into a soft mush. It passes through the intestines, thickens and the output is a kind of wire. "Stranded" adamantine thread , right.
- Disgusting.
- I understand. But adamantine is adamantine.
- That's right. So, in return for your services, Kurel Roruldib, my dwarves to capture the remaining members of the expedition?
- Absolutely.
- Two are already here. Plus one dead. So left four.
- Right, - rubbed his hands ghost.
Here you could not restrain
- Oh, you lying asshole! Kurel Who-you-are!
Both watched indifferently. Ghost "floated" a little closer:
- I offered you a deal, Likot, but you ignored her. Now I have business with others, and you screwed up.
You have decided not to engage into a squabble and moved away from bars to think.

>>106435

поправил тебя:

>Throw a sock in the lever

Remembering an unsuccessful attempt of breaking the door with a sock, you thought that rage is not enough and decided not to throw away such a wonderful thing without a reason.

>Swing the cage, see what'll happen.

You managed to swing the cage so hard that it hit the ceiling. Nothing else, however, didn't hit. And as the dark abyss spread out below, the blow caused in you a sense of fear and a desire to defecate. You held rush and let cage to stop.

>Start yelling, shout at the miners below

You've just prepared to be loud as two persons came out from the door below. One was significant dwarf with an unusual beard, and the second was none other than Kurel. You got silent, listening to their conversation.
- Exactly. Two handfuls of adamantine inside him, I guarantee it - ghost pointed to you, and the dwarf's eyes narrowed.
- I can not believe I`m going to make adamantine crown extracted from someone's ass.
- This method was used since ancient times, when raw adamantine was foundable on the surface. Dwarven gastric juice is able to digest raw adamantine into a soft mush. It passes through the intestines, thickens and the output is a kind of wire. "Stranded" adamantine thread , right.
- Disgusting.
- I understand. But adamantine is adamantine.
- That's right. So, in return for your services, Kurel Roruldib, my dwarves must capture remaining members of the expedition?
- Absolutely.
- Two are already here. Plus one is dead. So, there`s four left.
- Right, - ghost rubbed his hands.
Here you could not restrain:
- Oh, you lying asshole! Kurel "Whats-yer-name"!
Both watched indifferently. Ghost "floated" a little closer:
- I offered you a deal, Likot, but you ignored it. Now I run my business with others, and you screwed up.
You have decided not to engage into a squabble and moved away from bars to think.

>>Throw a sock in the lever
имхо Throw a sock to the lever
Мы же кидаем носок чтобы он сдвинуся, а не внутрь.

>>106443
at the lever, тогда уж.

>>106442
>Remembering an unsuccessful attempt of breaking the door with a sock, you thought that rage is not enough and...
Remembering an unsuccessful door breaking attempt with a sock, you thought that there is not enough rage right now too and...
>Nothing else, however, didn't hit.
wasn't hit или It didn't, however, hit anything else.
>And as the dark abyss spread out below, the blow caused in you a sense of fear and a desire to defecate. You held rush and let cage to stop.
And 'cause there is dark abyss spread below, the blow caused you acute sense of fear and a desire to poo. You subdued the urge and let cage to stop.
>One was significant dwarf with
important dwarf
>"Stranded" adamantine thread , right.
, yes. (ближе к тексту?)
>- I understand.
- I know.
>Here you could not restrain:
You could not restrain yourself anymore:
>Both watched indifferently
Both lifted their indifferent looks at you
>moved away from bars to think.
moved away from bars to gather your thoughts.

>>106451

>Play up to Kurel.
>Don't hold it, shit adamantine into the abyss.

- Oh great, I'll make ya adamantine crown! You, bald, cup your head off!
He stayed calm:
- I think he is ready. Hey, guys! Prepare a workshop on the instructions!Lower cage!
You have not managed to squeeze out anything, when dwarves have already started running and bustling. You were dragged through the corridors and in some room chained in stocks. With anger and foreboding of anal torture you throwed a tantrum, but failed to get out so. Everything that happened next was in a blur. Adamantine was pulled out of you for almost a day, saying that in the old days portions were bigger time and therefore took up to a week to finish. Skilled stoneeaters could pull from theirself enough material for full plate set. In your case, there are not much of raw material, just enough for a crown.

>>106452

You woke up in the chamber. Very tired and hungry.

Ах да, и как всегда, всем спасибо за фиксы.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3811029#msg3811029

>>105094
>>Grab in armful couple of logs, use them later as pontoons and come to reach the platform with the boat.
>Grab a couple of logs with you, which use later as pontoons and reach the platform with the boat.
>>Check the boat.
>Loot the boat.
>it got cold and melting for the time being ceased.
it got cold and melting ceased for the time being.
>Taking two plugs wasn't reasonable since your casted arm fell im holding log.
Taking two plugs seemed unreasonable since your casted arm wasn't coping with holding a log too good.
>Coming out on the sandy shore, you left a log and examined boat.
Coming out on the clay beach, you left a log and examined the boat.
>were iron clamp and
iron cramp
>"clay beaches", bordering with those waters
"sandy shores", washed by those waters
>And in the center flight of stairs was, leading up and down.
And in the middle was a flight of stairs, leading up and down.

>>105562
> It was not possible to find out the direction to the well
It was not possible to determine the direction to the well

>> голосую за подъем по лестнице вверх
>> ??дти наверх и спасать Нила
>Лестница вывела Вас к металлическому запертому люку. Вероятно там и была комната, где лежал Нил. Вы подёргали и потолкали железку - безрезультатно.

>Voting for ladder ascend
>Go upside and save Nil
Ladder led your to a locked metal hatch. Room where Nil was lying was probably behind it. Your pushed and pulled the metal thing - to no avail.
(пропустил кусок?)

>You know, you can not to stretch so long. Well, how's the team?
You may to not stretch it that long, you know. Well, how's the progress with a team?
>- Curse.
- Damn.
>- Not me. I returned. Back to the expedition.
Not me. I have returned to my guys. Back to the expedition.
>- Hey, hey! Did not you hear me last time?
- Hey, hey! Was not you listening to me last time?
>Who is at risk?
Who's dangerous? (на прошлой строке же dangerous было. или подразумевается что Ликот не понимает что именно ему говорят - в опасности/опасный?)

>с ролью внедрённого агента?
>role of a sting?
(sting? типа жаргонное название? не слышал такого. примерчик есть?)

>- You will. I'll keep an eye on, but you yourself look sharp. And do not let him know that you know about him. Pretend dumb.
- You will. I'll keep an eye on it, but be vigilant yourself. And do not let him know that you know about him. Pretend dumb often.
>- So I do not know. Plaster ais what needed to heal, so wait. And I have a business, see you later.
- I do not know either. Plaster is what it needs for recovery, so just wait. And I have a business, cya.
>- Wait. I'm going down to search for a friend. There can be dangerous. Maybe you'll stick around with me?

>>106298
>You couldn't help it with locked hatch so you moved down the stairs. Suddenly all sharply faded in black.
You could do nothing about locked hatch so you started to descend the stairs. Suddenly all abruptly faded to black. (последнее тоже фигня, но в оригинале масло масленное)
>You woke up with pain in the back of the head sitting in a a cage. Apparently, someone crawled up from behind and stunned you.
You woke up sitting in a cage with pain in the back of your head. Apparently, someone snuck up from behind and stunned you.

>>106299
>Generally it's calm.
Otherwise it was calm.

>>106477
>Don't hold it, shit adamantine into the abyss.
Don't subdue the urge and shit adamantine into the abyss.
>- Ну ладно, Ща я вам устрою адамантиновую корону! - Вы сняли штаны и повернулись задом к ним, - ...
- Oh I'll make ya adamantine crown, all right! - your pulled down your pants and turned your back at them, -
и да, если интересно - пиндосы оформляют прямую речь 'msg_part_1(,/?/!)' action_descr 'msg_part_2'.
>, but failed to get out so.
, but still did not manage to to break loose.
>Adamantine was pulled out of you for almost a day, saying that in the old days portions were bigger time and therefore took up to a week to finish.
Adamantine was pulled out of you for almost a day. You have been told that in the old days portions were bigger and therefore process took more time - up to a week to finish.
>In your case, there are not much of raw material
In your case, there was not much of raw material

>>106503
>Eat, drink
>try to break off the handle of a mug
> On the wall you can cut slab for Kurel
> Write all his names we know.

First you ate porridge and drank water. Then, with piece of a copper mug handle, you scratched on the wall of all the names of dam Kurel you remembered. Just in case you also scratched Nil's name here.

Here's Johnny!

>106504

>In general, examine all chamber. Detail. With passion.
>See what's on the outside of the bars, and examane lock's device.
>Look around, whether there are friends in neighboring cells

You looked around. Inside your cell was nothing meaningful. Stones in the corner were just waste, the walls were strong, and the lattice did not yield to any manipulation.
Outside were more chambers with the dwarves, and the pit in the middle. It seems there is ... Tok!

>>106525
>dam
damN или daRn, но раз уж на то пошло - damned/darned
>lattice
лучше bars
?? дальше - не chambers, a cells. правильно же первел в начале!

c:bexyec

>>106525
>Eat'n'drink
>try to break off handle of the mug
> A slab for Kurel can be on the wall
> Write all his second names we know.

First of all you ate porridge and drank water. Then, after tearing off of copper mug handle, you inscribed all the names of lousy Kurel you can remember on the wall. Just in case you also wrote Nil's name here.

>>106526

>In general, examine whole cell. In detail. With partiality.
>Check what's behind the grating and examane lock's configuration.
>Look around for familiar faces in adjacent cells.

You took a look around. There wasnot anything significant in your cell. Pebbles in the corner were just some rubbish, walls were solid, and grating was not yielding to any manipulations.
There were more cells with dwarves outside, and a pit in the middle. Looks like nearby was sitting... Tok!

>>106540
> A slab for Kurel can be cut on the wall
fastfix

>>105035
>Take logs, drag them upwards, pile them up, get ower the fence using pile and run to Nil.
>Option one - to dive into shit, even if it is undesirable. And look for the way to the hut with Nil. AND QUICKLY, DAMMIT, WE MUST SAVE HIM!

You weighed it up: you weren't getting along with Nil before, and after injury (if he'll survive at all) - captain will start accusing you with instigation. Well, after all, all these efforts with corking of tubes and covering youself in mud weren't done for nothing. All right, if you already here, you should at least look with one eye what's in the pipe.
Once you on all fours got to the end, you looked out into some kind of a sewer. Water was draining off from adjacent tubes too, falling into some sort of an underground river. On the other side was a boat with oars. Through the noise of water you could hear the echoes of voices and clink of picks.

Okay, you saw what you wanted, now you can go back and pull out the logs.

>>104955

>Fold the rope in half, tie knots on it with intervals, convenient for subsequent climbing. Left outermost loop a bit wider, in order to have a chance to throw it onto the fence. You'll may stick your feet into the loops, and grasp knots with your hands.

You came up in your head with "mysterious construction" and began to knit it. However, due to your congenital handassity you managed to craft only ... tightly tangled bundle not suitable for any use.

> BREAK THE F*CK OUT FENCE UPROOT IT DAMN BRAWL

The fence proved to be stronger than the one-armed dwarf. However, it was worth a try, despite the fact that it did not yield to Nil in tantrum.

>Get to sweres, pull out all the logs you plugged in, and make some heap near the fence to climb it over with.

Deciding not to call guards for now ('cause Armok knows who will appear first), you went down into the sewer in order to return logs to the surface. But there was a surprise - despite of Nil's words water level has significantly droppped.

там на бухте прониклись новым поворотом сюжета

>>106544
Это уж точно.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3814602#msg3814602

>>104544
>but did not come up.
but did not come up with anything.
>noise died down,
noise ceased
>but the steel bars were on it.
but there were steel bars on it.
>You looked inside and saw the complete mayhem
You looked inside and saw the phenomenal mayhem
>But he did not answer, and only croaked to side.
But he was not answering, and was only wheezing sideways.

>>104155
>Tantrum is fun!

Wheelbarrow was first to get into the air, with remarkable ease flying seven feet sideways. Then rage of captain struck the fence and the gate, but left no visible damage on them.
2.16 / 0.31 = 6.97
а почему капитан все время с большой буквы? этж не имя а звание
Then Nil drew his sword and turned to you.
- Now you will see how captains work. And then we will have interesting conversation between us, Likot ...

>Stop angering him, he can turn Likot into pillow for pins through the grate.

Assuming that this tantrum is over, you had thrown the end of the rope to the other side of the fence. In response to that, Nil spat on the floor, turned around and with clatter of plates went toward the entrance of Arol-Iton.

Approaching the door, he knocked at the door, as usual here, once.
But he did it with his foot, and the door swung open greetingly before Nil with a crunch of the latch, broken off to hell.
- In the name of the Queen! - Сaptain started to shout, not yet even entering the doorway. Once inside, he kept shouting something angrily and accusatory, but it was too difficult to understand what that was exactly.

>>106764

>And we forgot to carve "Kurel Amuragak"
>Just in case engrave on the chamber wall "Kurel Oninoagak"
>Speak with Tok, learn how he got here.

You remembered a couple more surnames of Kurel and hastened append them. Now you can talk with a friend.
- Tok! Hey, Tok!
He saw you and waved happily at first, but then turned sad:
- Ahoy!... Oh, that's... "Be careful with the desires", right?... I did not think that it will turn that way... - He smiled sadly - I'm sorry I got you into it...
- What are you talking about?
- When you got lost in the swamp, we had a long argument about return for your search or not. For some reason I think you're my friend and I felt pain to aware that we won't met again. I was very upset then. And when we arrived in town, and I insisted on putting up leaflets, at one moment I was approached by a dwarf... amusing one... Wizard, said. And, like, any desire for 10 golds. So I wished you to be found. Actually, I had no gold and he offered as payment to make a favor. I had to steal some bottles from the warehouse of Arol-Iton. Well, during doing this I was caight...
- You went to theft to see me?
- I am by nature rather reserved, as you probably have time to notice, and friends I have... one. So yes, I went for it - here he smiled, - And it worked! Mage didn't lie! Wish come true, even though I screwed up! Apparently it was important to have intention, willingness ... Hello, frieeeend! - he totally grinned into idiotic smile.

>>106997

>There's another Dorf sits in neighboring cell. Talk with him.
>'Hello, freeieeeend"-say to Tok. Also ask what is in his cell, that can be useful for escape. Ask about the dwarf in the next cell. About kidnappers. In short, let us know all about this place, where we were dragged.

- You know, I also rushed first of all to look for you and painted your portraits. Of all the company, you're my only friend. - These words made Tok languid - There one really unpleasant incident happened. Neela then our local Arola-Itonovtsy that ... decided to do. Aral-Itoners, you know... finished... Nil.
- How?
- Bolt in chest. Mortally wounded. And I was captured and now here.
- What for?
- We had a suspicion that you may be a prisoner of the locals ... I did say so immediately him! And to the captain of the guard ... crap! No one listened, all brushed aside, and I was feeling right! - You angrily hit the grid.
- Does anyone else of our group aware where we are?
- Will be soon. I heard that the locals want to catch them all.
- But why?
You have decided to pretend not awared:
- Try to understand these urbans! Maybe they need slaves ... By the way you know anything about this place? Maybe noticed or heard something while were dragging here?
Tok wilted:
- To be honest, I was caught pretty quickly, and all the way up to the camera was with a bag over my head. Neighbors say that all the prisoners are used as miners, fed poorly, and hit painfully. I myself have never been taken out of the camera, seems they about to hand a pick, and send to the mine.
You nod. From your camera you could see others and there several unfamiliar dwarves were sitting. It was obvious that they were there for a long time, and although everyone has heard your talk, no words awere said.
- Hey fellas! - You said loudly, - How many dwarves at a time work in the mine?
Some turned, but were so dull and weak that no one answered. You got mad a little.
- Hey dwarves! You deaf?
All crawled deeper into chambers and turned to the wall. Tok sadly sighed again:
- And I think that's what is waiting for us...
You think a little:
- Hey, Tok! Do you have anything in the cell?
- No ... only a couple of fist size stones.

>>107033
>Neela
>Arola-Itonovtsy

>>107059
Лол, я просто мастер. Написать правильно и не затереть лажу.

Ну что же вы, Перегаретты и СуисайдРэи?

>>108010
Чо надо-то?

>>108694

Ingenious escape plans did not lead to anything. The guards did not let you fool themselves and outnumbered you greatly. Soon you stoped trying and began just to sit, waiting for something to happen. Days passed without number. You marked times of feeding on the wall and only thus carried a symbolic calendar. You emaciated and became very weak - no meat was in ration. No news about the team ot just anything. No newcomers too. Your former military ardor all weathered and you accepted the the situation. So passed about six months, maybe more.

>>108695

One day you were dragged from your cell to some slums of the fortress. This was probably the living quarters on the outskirts, for newcomers and ragamuffins. Very new excavations even walls are not smoothed. You got brought in one of the rooms, followed by the manager came and started to move a finger over the list:
- Soooo ... this is Likot Ubendeb. Soappmaker, - he looked at you closely, - Yes, he is. So, Likot, you have spent in our fortress long enough to come under the the royal amnesty. This means that in the case of your acceptance of citizenship of Arol-Iton, its laws and duties assigned to you - you get freedom and bed in this room. Do you understand?
You nodded.
- Also you will be imputed to the duty to work at soap factory, under command of the workshops foreman. Schedule of work and rest will be posted in the work place, here as well. Meals will be provided in the dining room before and after the shift. Non-compliance of labor regulations will be punished. Violation of the Arol-Iton you will be introduced with in case of accepting citizenship - will be punished. Attempt to leave the fortress will be punished for "no exiles at Arol-Iton, it has deep tombs". Second amendment of the seventh paragraph of the Citizenship Law, - he looked at you and handed the document - So, are you ready to sign the act and become a citizen, Likot Ubendeb?

Блин, долго втыкал что здесь происходит, теперь понял.

>>108705

Violation of the Arol-Iton LAWS you will be ...

"Arol-Iton has no exiles, it has deep tombs".

ящитаю

>>108713

>Agree
>Take amnesty
>Take a walk in the fortress and learn its layers
>By the way, where is Tok?

You signed the document and manager put it in stack with others:
- Congratulations! New clothes will be given to you later. As well as soap for bathing. Map of the block is not ready yet, but you come and see me tomorrow and I will give it with already drawn route that you have to walk to successfully perform your duties. I myself am manager of this work block, Bidok Robergasir. My office is near the stairs. So far this is the only way to the upper levels but I advice you don't go there looking like now - they can think you ran out from the cell so you'd better first tidy up yourself. Soap factory you are assigned to is not completed, so the operating schedule will also arrive tomorrow. But the dining room is already working, although not all of the products are delivered to the stockpile ... What else? ... Seems all ... Grow roots, walk around. See you tomorrow!

>>108714
Точно, спасибо.

Алсо, снова предлагаю запилить реквест на канонизацию истории в Холле Легенд.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=109582.msg3990943#msg3990943

>>108742

> Would it be possible to dig an escape tunnel from our room to the surface?
> Knap two stones to dig the tunnel with.

The last time you were digging with your bare hands trough friable soil, you broke your wrist. Now all grown together, but repeating this experience is not very desirable, given that the land here was hard, and sometimes even a stone. This calls for a pick at least.

> Look, Eat, Steal.
> Better look around first.

You have walked around and made a rough layout of the level in your head. A total of 16 bedrooms plus office of manager. Rooms are around the dining area, in front of which were the kitchen, still and a food stockpile. Here you sat down to eat the fruits of work of Arol-Iton sloggers. Fortunately, there wasn't anybody around - not even a single person at whole level. Further hallway led into the work zone, but now you didn't care at all.

>>108757

> Find Tok if he is not in his room.
> Royal amnesty happened on some occasion, like for example the coronation, and this worths finding out
> Talk to the manager on account about ehatthey have here with religion.
> Manager seems to be normal dwarf since he lives right here - learn from him what is waht here. Rules, about religion, about a possible career change.
> Make your way to become a miner.

After hearty you went to Tok's room and knocked. No one answered, inside it was quiet. Then you went to the manager Bidok Robergasir, as it was written oh his door.
- Hello again, Likot! I see you have some questions.
- Yes, - with much more revived voice you began, - My neighbor, Tok Buketotil ... how soon he will be here?
- He accepted citizenship yesterday, but at the moment he is at audience with the First Counsellor. I do not know the details, so don't ask. I only know that apparently you and him are friends, so you're for sure next to visit First Counsellor.
- Is he interrogated?
- I do not know, honestly. I never saw Counsellor. That's all?
You scratched your head:
- Actually, I wanted to know how things work here in general. What rules, who you believe in...
- Believe? Haha ... We are civilized urban dwarves! We do not believe in anyone! Well maybe in money, in progress, in power. By the way you should do well to begin to worship, for it is through the power you are now free. Namely - the symbol of power and what it turned to be for Arol-Iton. We have King, you know. Before, we were justhalf-criminal dwarf diaspora in Ladtchakomag, and now we are Mountain Home with our King! Now we do not live under the human town, they live above us. So! Twin mountains that are on human emblem soon will open their bowels for us, and we will become the masters of the whole region.
- Load of plans,- you nodded,- What about the rest?
- Yes, in general - nothing special. Do not steal, do not kill, do not talk too much. Betrayal is punishable as elsewhere, insults and defiance - the same, obviously. If you previously did not live in the tundra with animals, then you have an idea of ​​what you can do and what can not. The judicial system is still being created, the laws are still being written, the rights and duties of citizens are being discussed. With the advent of the King, we all turned upside down, but it's very good.
- Of course. I am also interested in the possibility of profession change.
- Oh, here I instantly interrupt you. You see, you are soapmaker, we now need soapmakers. But retrain you into someone else will take time and a lot of money to spend. Say, you decide to become a metalsmith, so no sooner than five years from now from you will make anything good, and how much ore will you spend during this time? Hpw many tools will break? Huh? It turns out that for Arol-Iton advantageous you should stay an experienced soapmaker than become useless metalsmith. Not to mention the military profession.
- How about a miner?
- Miner must be sturdy and strong, and you are, Likot, not like that.
- But if I will grow hard?
- Still need expirience. I don't see your hands calloused from picks, so ... see yourself. It's nice to be soapmaker, Likot. Soon everything will be smoothed, decorated, engraved and filled with statues and we'll live happily ever so look forward, it will be great. Tomorrow I'll give you a new robe and show where you can take a bath. OK?
- Fine.
- Well, that's nice. Come again, keep in touch.
Bidok walked you out and shut the door. Soon inside a woman's laughter and flirtatious tone sounded. Must be wife.

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>>108920

> Plan of actions
> Eat off / rest for month ... Learn ... Get ... Make a secret room ... prepare revolution
> Dress ... find out ... equip ... listen to ... talk with
> Meeting with the King
> Get acquainted with the hosts steal anything. Check the kitchen
> Make friends like Tok: simple, not too smart, but strong and faithful, and as simply disgruntled by regime. It is necessary at all costs to bring FUN into this fortress(call Clowns, quarrel the people, organize some othe fuck up) / organize another miner republic / just GTFO.
> Eat off, work out, make friends with guards and to visit their trainings. Grow roots, in general.
> Look at his records, see if miners are mentioned. We need to find these miners and systematicly murder them. Make the corpses look painfull
> Soap the stairs, put piece of soap on hatchso it will knock at head and make other accidents
> Call Kurel at night, he is likely to know
> Plan for a few months

No no no ... long-term plans clearly took more space in your head than you could afford. You got a headache so strong that you almost instantly forgot all ideas, and quietly crawled to bed.

>>108921

Tok woke you entered. He brought new clothes:
- Hey, Likot! We are free! Can you believe it? Look what Bidok gave me to you. Come on dress.
You were glad to meet. Tok was skinny too but quite cheerful.
- You were in a meeting yesterday with the first counselor. What was it?
- Nothing much. We sat, drank beer, talk about something, from where we are and by waht wind carried.
- And what did you tell?
- Wll, everything as it was, why to hide something? They seem to be good folks, these Arol-Itoners. Well that's us who bite their ass first so they did not take us as warm as we would like. Now, when I explained everything, they appointed me enhanced diet to get back shape faster.
- Feed for slaughter, bastards ... - You muttered under your breath.
- What?
- Have you seen any of our guys?
- Nah ... I asked about them, too. They said that when they tried to take ... thought that we are resting gang of robbers ... they hurriedly left the city almost with fight and have not been seen more.
- Let's take you to the barber shop, and along the way to tell.
You agreed.
- Told about besieged Mountain Home, about the expedition somewhere, about the elven woods and battle with elves in capes, about the road to the town through the swamps and along the mountains, about how we were looking for you, about this wizard and how I despaired to go stealing. Well, also told about goblin and his toads as well cause they saw him in our cart.
- And about all sorts of oddities? Such as Nil or the bloody ritual?
- I didn't mean to tell it at all. Why should I make more mess?
- And that is true.
Tok led you to level upstairs to the barber's workroom. Here you were put in order and rubbed in your beard and head with a cure for head lice.
- Well, here you areб ready! I actually was sent for you and now you can boldly come to a counselor. Or a little later, - he conspiratorially whispered in your ear, - I still have something for you. Well? What do you pick?

Охуеть какие телеги. Но Оп/Сооп молодцы
>>109019
>Crouch low-minded grin: - Oh, you dirty pervert! Well, let's go, persuaded ...

You crouched low-minded grin:
- Oh, you dirty pervert! Well, let's go, persuaded ...
Tok stared at you first, but then realized that you are kidding and led to his room.

>>108985

Inside his bedroom you find mural on smoothed wall.
- Look! - Said proudly Buketotil - I did this myself. All our journey. Since we are neighbors, we will be sitting here in free time and remember the old days.
And even though your journey had a couple more details, you anyway complimented Tok and reminisced happily. A few minutes later he said:
- I have one job today - to get you to the Counselor. And you - to come there. But there is still a whole day, so you decide what you want to do. But to make me calm - best first visit Counselor.

>>109019
> Ask Tok to make engrave in our room - Likot in a triumphal pose with Angryspoon in hand, dead elves around.
>I double engraving.

- Okay, Tok, guess I'm really going to counselor first. And you now, if you please, do in my room engraving of me in triumphant pose with Angryspoon in hand standing on a pile of dead elves.
Tok scratched his head:
- All right. No problem. Wanna me to make you giant?
- No, just me and just dead elves.
Tok thought again:
- Still miss Ivety?
- Nooo. It's not about it at all. I just remembered ... about elves in capes.
- Yes, as you say! I'll take you to the office of councilor, and then come back here, okay?
- Right. Let's go.

>>109071
"- Yes, as you say!"
предлагаю "- Whatever you say!"

>>109020
>Better really go to counselor first. Ask in detail who's that King.
> At the first opportunity find out what happened with out Mountain Home. And also, what rumors about the deeds of Likot: strange pit in place of village, someone ate by forgotten beast, what happened to those elves.

Tok brought you to the door on the fifteenth level and left. You have knocked. Female voice invited you. Inside dwarfess sat, on the table were mugs of beer, and keg under the table.
- Come in, Likot, sit down.
You did.
- I am First Counsellor of the King - Kisat Vellokum. Feel free, don't be shy and don't be afraid. Let's wet throats to start.
She took a few generous sips. You followed her.
- I would like to see you because we need to understand whether it is possible to trust you, and whether it is dangerous to let you and your friend in our society. We unfortunately can't let you go so we just talk and define how your accommodation here will be privileged. I was talking with other amnestied, and a couple of them felt that it's better to go back to the cell than to live among dastardly Arol-Itoners. Well, there is choice. If they will not show sufficient zeal in in penal servitude, they will be immured in a coffin and will slowly die. We are tired of messing with such ungrateful stubborn fops. It is necessary to appreciate life. Right, Likot? We must be grateful for a second chance, for the future.
She sipped again, and you have used a pause:
- I want to assure you that me and Tok are very grateful for forgiveness and will try to be as helpful to the new home... But I would like to learn some news about our old mountain home. After all, native place.
- I understand. Almosy no news. Said Assarotung is dead. After the massacre ...
- Assarotung?
- Well, it's name, if we are on the same mountain home talking.
- All right, I'm just ... forgot the name.
- In general, all the goblins did not have time to get outside became victims of the Forgotten Beast, which is still wandering through the halls and corridors. It's said that under the ground heard a knock like pickaxes digging. But yet no one appeared.
...

>>109021
...
- And what did you hear about the valley? It was full of goblins too.
- The majority of them returned to the Dark Tower and now there is more or less calm, but there are reports about increasing number of ghosts. Chatter that one human village collapsed underground, the King sent an expedition there in order to find the truth.
- By the way, who is the King?
- His name is Ang Zelerkadan. He had long been in charge here. And now he was crowned, and introduced the new rules.
- So you are ... friends with the humans above?
- Of course. With human, elves, dwarves.
- On the way from the old mountain home we witnessed the massacre between one elves and other ... in caps. Heard anything about it?
- No, nothing. But you have come very close to what I want to talk about.
It turned out that you've already drank a mug and it's time to open the keg. You helped to pour beer and returned to the conversation.
- So, Likot. Your friend has already told me the basic outline of your trip. That you were sent on an expedition just before the tragedy, and that managed to slip away from under the noses of goblins. But at one point you were gone and you met just in our prison. I want to know what happened to you and where you were.
You again drank and quite be drunk, began:
- Still in the Mountain Home ...
- In Assarotung?
- Yes ... I put myself under a cap plumphelmet spawn. And when we arrived in the elven groves, it became clear that it sprouted in me. I do not know what it there influenced, but I began to have signs of attention from one elven. She sort of liked me. I don't know.
- And she to you?
- Well, like anything, but ... somehow it is not in my line. Besides, she is elven! And we've got the expedition! I'm a dwarf! Mess is around! Nil regained consciousness and is it he or not! Bloody circles! Wagon exploded! Cape elves kill everyone! I'm lying in the pit! Goblin is gone! Toads are nowhere! Nothing to ride on further! Can't dig in the roots! Strange snake soup! Shorast poured potion into the mouth! A Ivety is naked! I hit her with bag! Well, I was not expecting! In general, the problems are all around, but she met me naked! I...
- Calm. calm down ... - You get into a fuss so that Kisat had to soothe you - Drink a bit.
- Yeah - you kinda took a deep breath - Well, it all came over so that when I left I really fell off the rails. Smashed all their faces and lost mind.
- Tantrum?
- Well, yes. And when I woke yp in the cart, mushroom was already cut away. So somehow all at once, I decided to no longer bring problems. Passed through the cave under the mountain and ended up in the valley. Spent the night in a deserted village. Then I went down the road to the city. While was walking I fell and broke arm. Met my guys in the town, healed and found that Tok was missing. For some reason just thought he was here. Then crawled to help out a comrade. I wanted to go quietly but Nil charged straight. Broke the door, killed the gatekeeper, died. Dick was irascible. Did not listen to me and caught bolt in the chest, fool.
Beer again was over and you poured one more. Vision floated, but you real wanted chatting. Kisat was drunk too.
- What else can I tell?

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>>109048
>Express compliment on her work
>Keep fluster her, try to only pretend that we drink. Press on her sore spots

- Hey, it must be difficult on such a responsible position?
- Why so?
- Yeah, would be hard for anyone! First Counsellor is not some soapmaker. You are considered first after the king. The whole fortress is on your shoulders! Gather information about this and that, cut off superfluous, find connections and draw conclusions.
- It's not that difficult if you have a talent.
- Oh, you must be incredibly talented.
- Thank you - you touched glasses and she finished her, and you slowed down, - No, no, do not fall behind - she made ​​you to drink up - Is going to be fun if I fall down before you?
You actually hardly had your mind.
- Another one! - She poured beer.
You again clinked glasses and drank.
- And here I still think that you didn't tell me something.
- About what?
- You would never have reached through the valley just on foot. Not everyone can do that, and many died on the way. To do this way alone must be really brave and very skillful hman with developed acumen. And I think you just do not want to brag, but I'd love to hear about your deeds.
- Well what deeds - you shrugged off, - so, little things. Well, made armor out ​of goblin helmets. Well, outwitted Forgotten Beast. I spent the night in the lair of vampire pervert. - You spread the tail and drunken story was no stopping. - Owner was long dead and I took his trophies. Whole bag of trinkets! - And so you blurted out everything about the village and terror of the ghost and about surviving women. You described fight with the dead especially colorful and nearly dropped the table. Kisat was laughting and asked for more. In a drunken haze you told her about the murder of Mebas and the attempt to save her, about the ancient fortress, about the giant creatures and their history, and about the wonderful stone on top of the tower. About how you ate two handfuls of fragments and that the crown of the King comes out of your ass.

You woke up in your bed. Alone.

>>109064
> It's time to make a plan of escape, discard the fuck out even thoughts about a career in this snakes pit.
> Look at mural on our wall, we find out what Tok's doind, if he doesn't sleep then go take a hair of the dog that bit you.

Tok entered with a mug of beer:
- Oh, you're awake! Get it to fix, counselor told to bring you beer.
You got up and drained the mug:
- Th-th-nks
- Well, how did it go? Are you okay?
- All is just fucking fine. Looks like I blabbed too much yesterday.
- And this woman knows how to drink, right?
- No hell damn way I will stay in this snakes pit! We must get out!
- Do not worry so strong because of her, she didn't let me too too, big deal...
- I don't mean that! We'll get in trobles really soon!
- Well, she didn't send me a beer in the morning.
- Tok! Listen to me. We have to get out of here.
- Why?
- Why? This is not our Mountain Home! We are strangers here. We will be exploited here till death.
- Come on, used to be the same. And here manager doesn't spread me rot. We are dwarves, Likot, and this is what we do - we live under the ground and work all the time. For this we get tasty food, after time we will meet wives and children then... This is a good thing!
- Is it what Kisat spilled in your ears?
- I thought about it myself, but she just framed my thoughts in beautiful words.
- She washed your brains!
- Nothing like that, she did not. I like it here. Arol-Iton is no worse than our old fortress. Everything is new, all are busy, no one invents all sorts of Miners Republics beacuse of boredom. I am happy to be part of the new developing Mountain Home.
You looked at Buketotil like a stupid child. What other arguments could reason with him?
- Tok, world is in danger!
- What?
- Shorast wants to break adamantine plug and unleash demons from eerie glowing pits! With their help he will enslave whole world with all the cities and all the Mountain Homes! We have to stop him!
- Likot - he took the mug - Looks like I came too early. Go to sleep more, huh? - He slowly walked out and closed the door - Go to bed, sleep.

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>>109120

Fuck bitch, not her brain! - Don't fuck bitch, fuck her brain!

>>109120
Take her, not her brain!
Take her brain, not her!

Там же ванилькльки бывают, ну хоть немного романтики-то?

>>109137
Кто бы там не бывал, а надо придерживаться оригинала. Так что удваиваю вот этого >>109122

Не знаю, Уристы, я думал, имелось ввиду "Не еби себе мозги", и потому во второй фразе уточняется, что мозги надо ебать ей. Пруф ми ронг.

>>109141
Бородач, я тебя не понимаю. Давай разберём. Начнём с правой фразы: "Бабу не еби, еби ей мозг". Вроде всё довольно очевидно. Левая: "Мозг не еби, еби бабу." Может вызвать кривотолки, но вместе с правой фразой, по аналогии, можно предположить, что мозг не ебать нужно тоже бабе. Где ты там увидел про ебать мозг себе?

>>109143
Как раз по указанию "ей мозг" ящитаю Сооп имел ввиду, что в левой фразе имелось ввиду фраза в духе "мозг не еби, а просто сделай Х".

>>109196
>Go to a counselor and apologize for any nonsense we talked to impress/ Promise to make for her nice soap with elven grasses and flowers

Remembering the route, you have come to the room ща Kisat Vellokum but you no one opened. Should be running around on business.

>Now go to work and get acquainted with the hard workers
>Should go to work / be mr. Law-Abiding
>Go to work, look what is what

Then you came down back to the workshops. It was a spacious room with several soap boiling vats and asheries. Barrels of fat, buckets, bags of ash, everything that is needed. Lacking only the workers, but they're probably just not up for their shift. And so far only one dwarf tinkered nearby.

>>109276
> Talk with the dwarf and find out how many soap makers are in the fortress. On the plea of supply quality control find out, where the stockpiles and other workshops are.
> brush up with the skill and its level
> talk with the dwarf, if master - start the shift and recall the skill.

You approached the dwarf:
- Hi, I'm to work here. To make soap. I'm Likot.
The dwarf was angered:
- I'm the workshop master. I'm Nural. Begin now.
- But where are the stockpiles? I should know that, right?
- Of course you should! Who is going to haul the materials? Me? You'll haul them yourself and carry finished soap there too. There are fucking lots of stockpiles at the level above, but now make from what is already here. Begin.
- How many soap makers are in the fortress?
- BEGIN NOW! - he wasn't to communicate.
You took the nearest soap factory. Apparently, you'll have to make lye yourself too. Well, if Kurel's stories were true, you were pretty much tolerable soap maker before, so you should have some skill left. You let the intuition and began to create. It seemed that the work went on: nothing caused contradiction, and hands were doing everything that needed theirselves. Sometimes master took a look on you, but told nothing. You've worked enough to have a break by boiling a vat of soap, pouring it into molds and cutting it into pieces. Master Nural checked the production and nod, letting you to blow away the cobwebs.

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>>109292

> Go to this Kisat and tell her that she does shitty work and jobs are poorly designated. Shitty layout, no small stockpiles near workshops, no haulers as separate workers, logistics not established...
> when go - drink some fat from a barrel and eat some apples at the canteen. And grab a beer barrel, it is her turn to tell us something interesting or do something interesting now.

You swooped some fat from a barrel and almost shot the cat on your way to canteen for apples and beer. You came to the counselor and knocked the door. This time she was at her place.
- Ah, Likot Ubendeb. And not empty-handed. Well, come in.
- Yes, I consider it my duty to discuss a couple of issues.
She's got mugs, you've opened the barrel. You clinked glasses and drank by a half an once.
- How your job moves?
- This is what I wanted to talk about.
- Really? I thought you've got something personal.
- Actually it's about stockpiles that are missing at our level. It takes too many effort and time to haul heavy barrels and bags from remote stockpile! They should be right near the workshops, and there must be separate haulers to carry all the supply. And we, toilers, must toil instead of running around the fortress searching for required items, - you took another gulp and poured a beer, - You are the chief counselor, after all! Counsel the king to improve the layout of working areas. Does fortress require soap? Save the soap makers from hauling duty, and we will be able to make more soap.
- Ah, Likot, you're such a chatterbox when drunk, - she laughed. - You have something to say even about this. Alright, I'll talk about your comments with dwarves in charge. However, I thought that you came because of yesterday.
You decided to play a role of unflappable:
- And what yesterday?
- Fooled a Forgotten Beast, got round vampire pervert, chopped a whole zombie graveyard into a pieces... - you drank one more time. - I'm even ready to believe that the elf had a crash on you, but an ancient tower under the ground... Everything could happen there, but it's obviously not your doing. And gems, I think, you just found them at the bottom of ditch when you've gone down to half-destroyed huts while searching for food. Am I right? You've been starving to death alone off the beaten path, so of despair you just filled your bellies with shining gems that spilled out of a chest in one of the houses. They were dug out by rustic miner, or just were inherited, whatever. The thing is you've taken them all, and nothing left in that poky hole of a place.
She finished her mug. You sat, being dumbstruck:
- You've seen it through! Everything was like that, I confess... I told a lie to impress you. You're really beautiful, - you also finished the mug and poured more.
- Alright, soap maker. The king heard exactly this version from me. And it will remain so if you tell me about that tower. If you are obstinate, I'll tell the king YOUR version. In that case you'll never avoid an expedition to that pit and participation in excavation. There was an underground lake, you told? Oh, it should be a real swamp there.
You slowly clink mugs and swooped them to the end.

>>109315
>>109323
Тысячи рома этому толмачу! Айс?
Сейчас запилю последнюю часть и запостчу все.

>>109305

>Most important is not to get drunk like the last time, it is better not to drink at her company ever again
>Clarify that regardless of the version there is really no adamantine in an amount sufficient for digging tons of empty swampy rocks. Also do not get drunk, say that you're afraid to harass her

You pretty well explained unreasonableness of excavation in the pit, and Kisat even took these arguments. And then somehow word by word ...
You woke up in her bed.
And btw... seems you got back your Angryspoon.

Неплохо с идиомами, кстати.

>>109333
Спасибо. Нет, не Айс.

>And what yesterday?
- And what about yesterday?

>elf had a crash on you
elf had a crush on you

i believe so

>>109371
>- And what about yesterday?
My bad, thank you. Алекс, поправишь в тексте?

>>109370
> She'll deliver Likot larvae in nine months
> marry her, become noble!
> Conspiratorially drop a hint that we know where hypnotizing artifact can be acquired.

You squeezed the thing covered your arm and then tried to pull the hand out. This woke Kisat.
- Are you pregnant? - asked you first of all.
- What? No! What a nonsense.
However, it is clear. The chief counselor, and a robber, crook and thief in the recent past knew for sure how to sleep with a man without becoming pregnant. Perhars, she has several lives on her conscience. Look at her scar - it is very unlikely that she cut herself while shaving.
- Now we have to marry?
- You're lost in your daydreams, soap maker. You, amnestied, are always such zingers.
- So it means nothing?
- I hope so!
Your head was filled with good thoughts.
- Listen, I'm sorry that I haven't any help with adamantine. But I know something else that may turn up even better. But it's not for the king. It's for you.
She turned to lay more comfortable.
- What are you talking about?
- There is a magic wand left in that pit. You can dominate everybody using it. You see?
Vellokum sank into a reverie.
- Ang Zelerkadan rub shoulders with a ghost who definitely won't allow such influence. Hmm... But what if enlist another ghost that you told about?
- Vampire pervert?
- Yes. If we promise him what he wants, he will deal with our ghost. Maybe even kill him.
- Don't know... His passion is to scoff women. Elven, human or dwarven. This is what he wants.
- We have the entire human city above! If we provide him with underground shelter somewhere apart, we would be able to supply him with casualties regularly.
- You still bandit diaspora, right?
- Don't be a goody.
- Okay, but I'm not sure if he stays there. Half a year have passed, he could go anywhere.
- Maybe, there's any way to call him?
- I should think about it.
Meanwhile you viewed rich decoration of counselor's home. But it is very unlikely to steal something out of there because Kisat will find out who is the thief in no time.

>>109376
Само собой.

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>>109639

>BTW, ask about Angryspoon. In honor of what we have it again?
> Put on clothes, say we will visit to discuss everything again after the shift, grab a spoon and go to the smith (ask the way from anybody we'll see). And then we can go to work.
>Main thing-to repair the Angryspoon

You had a good sleep in bed of counselors and before leaving, she again took advantage of your elevated mood.

- By the way, - you have asked dressing,- On what occasion did you give me back my Angryspoon?
- Angrywhat? Haha ... And it has a name? - She stumbled in your stare - Oh, sorry, it's just unusual ... for spoon! I just found it in the confiscated junks and remembered what you said about it, so I decided that it would be a nice gesture of good will. Though it's cracked and I would advise you to get a new spoon.
- No, only this one is needed. Much connected with it. I want to fix it, bound in iron. The spikes, menacing to all sides.
- Won't you hurt yourself? All right, take it to the smith named Bomrek Geshudotos level above. Tell him I sent youhe will fix it.
- Thank you.
You went to that Bomrek and found him on the spot. Explaining that you want to do artifact spoon, but do not have enough skill, you gave him your treasure. Geshudotos promised to begin it immediately, and you went on shift.

>>109640

After work you went back to the smith.
- Did what I could - he pulled Angryspoon - This crack runs along the fibers. Most likely it will continue to grow. But I ringed a ladle, so that the process will slow down. For the balance I added the knob on the end.About spikes - I do not know, pal ... If you really need, of course, I will do but you will scratch all the cauldron or even injure someone.
- Actually it is not for soap. This is a weapon.
- Oh, this is unlikely. Wooden spoon, after all. Even with this reinforcemnts it is still wooden and fragile. Well, compared with real weapons at least. Sooner or later it will break ... just be ready for this. Wll, I can cover it with the metal completely, but it would weigh so much that wouldn't be able to wield it.

>>109823
>Order Tok to make slabs
>begin fat trolling Tok with pictures of mosquitoes / draw mosquitoes wherever possible / draw mosquitoes, mosquitoes everywhere / draw mosquitoes on Tok's the door

You brought Angryspoon to your place, and then knocked on the door of Tok's room. He was not at home, apparently working. You scratched mosquito at his door and left.

>Should to go to local doctor and check, we could pick up some during sore six months in prison (or from Kisat) and at the same time check out the hand
> At the same time check whether /anal/ virginity is safe, or irretrievably lost?
> Find out who is Ang Zelerkadan and where missed Mebzut, Granite and Talc.

You asked around locals and found a doctor's office is a couple of levels higher. Eden Roberbesmar was young diagnostician ... something was wrong with him.
- What are the complaints? - he asked in languid voice.
- No such.
- Coughing?
- No.
- Pain in chest?
- No.
- Digestive problems?
- Dripping from the hose?
- No.
- So you're healthy!
- Six months ago, my ass went through a terrible ordeal.
- Really? - he interested in - I'm a doctor. You can fully trust me.
- Pulled from me with forceps ... a huge piece of shit.
- How huge?
- It does not matter.
- For all diagnosis is important!
- Like arm.
- Oh ...
- Is it bad?
- And that's what worries you?
- In fact, I care about my ... so to speak "virginity." Is it lost?
- Interesting question. Let's face it. Was anything pushed in your "bowels" ?
- No, only pulled from them.
- So, there was no penetration?
- Penetration?
- I think your "virginity" is OK, do not worry about it.
- Oh, praise to Armok ...
- Who?
- Never mind. I have one more question.
- Yes?
- Six months ago, I broke my wrist.
- Really? Where?
- Here, - you have shown.
- He immediately took it in her hands:
- Hurt to elf, hurt to goblin, don't hurt to Likot ... - And he blew - Well now, all right?
- Yes.
- This is great, - he wrote something on the parchment.
Overpowered the desire to get out, you asked:
- Tell me, doctor, who are Granite, Talc and Mebzut?
Eden looked somewhat surprised, but said,
- All three were previously running for Zelerkadan. And now running errands, but also in various positions of state importance. We're now Mountain House after all. I advise you to keep tongue in mouth by the way, these three do not like blabbermouths.
- Thank you, Doctor.
You left from Roberbesmar and drew a few more mosquitoes on the walls.

>>109854
блять ну что за пиздец?

>- He immediately took it in her hands:
ну ёб ж твою мать. Он в ЕЁ руки?

- Digestive problems?
- Dripping from the hose?
между ними то же "-No."

- Never mind. I have one more question.
между ними Enter и дефис

>We're now Mountain House
о май гоад! House?

ДФач cannot into English.

>You scratched mosquito at his door
on his door. ?? не scrath. Возможно, sketch, короче, другое слово надо найти.
>You asked around locals
asked some locals
was ayoung diagnostician
>For all diagnosis is important
Everything is important for the diagnosis
>Like arm.
arm-size
>And he blew
?? он взорвался. Сделайте что-нибудь с этой частью.
>Well now, all right?
?? с этим тоже. Это же полное ебать-решето.
>Overpowered the desire to get out
Struggling with desire to get out of here
>I advise you to keep tongue in mouth by the way
I advise you to keep your mouth shut by the way

>>109952
Все, кто могут, лежат в психбольницах.

>>109950
>>109957
Спасибо за уточнения. Не всегда могу в вычитку.

?? как я должен перевести все эти шутки про ГЛ??НУ, блджад?
>>110021
>I suggest for diversity to offer the doctor to TRY IN REVERSE
>We can just fuck the doc, why not
>I double CLAY MIXING act
>I support CLAY MIXING sex

You appreciated the beauty of the young doctor and said you would not mind playing with him in bed. Eden refused, saying that you are not his type.

>Срочно возвращаемся к этому Робербесмару и проверяем его на предмет накладной бороды.
>_gasp_ Armok! You're right! Pull his beard off! This human will decieve us no longer!

Upset by the fact that you have been rejected, you pulled Roberbesmar by the beard, but it turned out to be real. He screamed in pain and expelled you, and when you turned your back - shouted that you are for real "anal elf!"
You became suspicious and checked back, and there was again this fucking piece of paper.

>>110022
> Should remove the paper, and as soon as possible go to Tok, to find out whether he has the same on the back.
> Need to know about the piece of paper from Tok
> Go to Tok, find out whether he has a similar paper.

You ran to Tok and found him entering in his room:
- Hey Tok! Look! Again this paper! - You held out a piece of paper.
- Likot, what the fuck? - He was angry. - Only you know about my phobia, and now draw these creatures everywhere I go! It is despicable and disgusting! It's as if your whole family torn to pieces by kittens, and I would gift you one! I stop liking you, Likot. What kind of a friend are you, if you do that?
- Come on, Tok. I just wanted you to like Arol-Iton less.
- Now I do like you less.
- Well, I'm sorry, Tok ...
- Leave me alone. I do not want to see you a couple of days.
He went inside.

>>110169
>go to make soap / While we make it- ask local stories from the master, let him brag his youth times
>I double soap making
>For Tok make soap with cloves - to repel mosquitoes / For anal dwarf - with yarrow (antibacterial effect), oak bark (hemostatic) and plantain / For blacksmith - in the soap you can add some abrasive to make it easier to wash hands from soot / and to make something for Kisat / For Kisat one with crown

You went to work again, but this time decided to boil something special for all those who helped you at the moment. Running half a day in search of different ingredients, you have returned to the workshop at the end of the shift, when the other four dwarf already finished and gone. Well, that's good - no one will distract you. Since the whole shop was empty, you occupied all the workshops and began conjure.
Then came foreman, his sleep schedule, apparently, also did not match with the others. Seeing as you serve four vats at once, he brightened and said:
- You got a spark now! Need help?
- No, no! It will only hurt.
- Heh, well, that's understandable ...
- But I would listen to a couple of stories, actually. About the fortress, about the dwarves. I'm newbie, must grow roots somehow. What's interesting at all?
- Yes, a lot of things - he sat on the chair, - Well, speaking of inspire-minded - once the caravan arrived, and we did not have some trash for such guy. This caravan had it, but these assholes did not sell. Fortress was young, even not a fortress at all yet, and no goods in stock desired by caravan. In general, he was very upset and did not come up with anything better then go there by himself and break all their market place. All goods were mixed, where whose-it was incomprehensible. Well, then our brave soldiers arrived at number of two squads and politely explained that the goods of Arol-Iton will remain in storage, and since one can not be separated from another, all of them will go to stockpile and will be resolved later.. As a result, our rowdy finished his artifact and was very happy, and this trader never arrived again.
- Haha, what an intractable huckster.
- I am talking about the same! Must be good with everyone, good. Ago I had a cow, goog one, tender. I brought her to the bull so the calf was born. Once we brought the cattle in a field outside the city, left to graze. Came back at the evening and look at that! My cow fought with a bull. Knocked all its teeth, which were lying all around. There was hell of a fight! Cow left without both front hooves, and calf got lung perced and died... Our bookkeeper ща that time, idiot, gave to every single tooth dedicated place at stockpile. As a result, according to his records, we had a store clogged with teeth!...

>>110170

- Damn! Who and how let him?
- He is now a miner, it's okay. At first, many posts were assigned to wrong dwarves due to lack of the necessary skills. Once with the chief doctor discomfiture happened too - we had a shortage of materials for soap, nothing to boil from, and only 5 pieces left. We decided to carry it to the hospital, only for patients needs. The doctor was given in his hands and told to use for washing wounds. Here collapse happened in the mine, seven miners got under it. All were alive, but two with filthy open wounds. Their comrades draged them to hospital, thay are dirty as mud itself, so they asked soap to clean themself. And this horseleech went and gave them soap! Piece to every out of five. They got cleaned, of course, happy, but two wounded died from the infection!
- Oh my!
- Yes it is as is, and since then we make sure to have enough soap. And the commander of the militia was notable. Blind cave ogre came to us from the caves , shaggy as mountain dvarfess! Thirty dirty snouts, then rushed him kick it, run through the corridors and halls, and it run away from them, scared, screaming. Sooooo, drove it to the stairs. Not enough place. At the forefront there was only one crossbowdwarfess, no one else fit. Can't shoot with crossbow-too closely. Hammered with bismut bronze crossbow poor ogre in the head, and it dodged all, snake! Avoided attacks. Other beauties with steel swords sluggishly treading water, panting in the doorway. Neither can let her out nor go in. Captain of the guard came, by the scruff pulled out dunces, moved roundnose girl out and with his bare hands grabbed ogre's head and came as storm! And killed it, count by himself.
- Wow.
- Dood dwarf was. Though badass.
- Why "was"?
- Well, he died. Walking down the cliff in a cave, and some shallow crap pushed him off. Smashed to death...

So with talking the whole shift has passed. But in the end you get the perfect pieces of soap and satisfaction with the work done.

Запилите перевод, Уристы? Некогда совсем самому.

>>110445
Сейчас попробую.

> now that he is so talkative, maybe ask him about Kisat?
> Ask guy why there is a ghost in one of the fortress management positions

After you put the soap in a suitable-sized box, you decided to ask a couple of questions to Nural, now that he is set to talk today:
– And how, by the way, do you feel about local authorities?
- Why do you ask? - Nural shrieveled a little, apparently, your question was unpleasant to him.
- Oh ... I really enjoy your stories. Perharps you may tell interesting things about the rulers too?
- Will not tell. We don't talk about them. And you yourself can probably guess why.
– Well, what about our councellor? Even she shouldn't be spoken about?
– Are you talking about Kisat? She is no better than king and his court. The former orphan, vagrant, I have no idea what she was doing until recently. They say Ang himself brough her in Arol-Iton once. He even adopted her then, and six month later just kicked her out, can you imagine? Although it's just stories.
– Do you heard story about ghost in the kings court, by chance?
- Heard. Heard some nonsense and rubbish. Aslo heard that Ghost is actually nickname of some new king knave... Hell knows, I am not interested in their affairs and strongly suggest you to do the same. And let's end this talk, okay?
You have agreed with Nural and at last found out what recreations is there in the fortress. You discovered that Arol-Iton have as many as five meeting halls with wells, statue garden, memorial, and a lot of dining rooms. From what we can loosely call the zoo there were two piggeries and personal appartament of old hag Rovod, who holds a lot of guinea pigs, peacock and starving goat.
After saying goodbye you went to deliever ypur presents to recepients.

Пощу без картинок — интернет косячит

>After talking deliver soap to all friends
>Say sorry about mosquitoes to Tok and give him a soap as a present.
>Go to Kisat, show newly made soap and offer to offer organize production of exclusive soap, designed for different needs

Firs you delievered soap to smith. Bomrek first took your gift without much enthusiasm, but after learning that soap contains scrub, he was pleasantly surprised and thanked you for the useful thing.
Second was doctor. It wasn't hard to guess what your meeting will turns to, considering that recently you're hosmosexually molested him and now you even took soap with you. Roberbesmar refused even to talk to you.
Kisat almost didn't react to your arrival and ignored your gift, casually asking you to leave the soap on the table. She was enthusiastically gabbing with some short-bearded frant, not even going to pay attention to you.
You couldn't get to Tok's room. Maybe he was asleep, room locked from the inside, maybe he was wandering somewhere. You didn't come up with anything better than just leave soap by the door and wipe off the mosquitoe in hope that Tok will understand, that you are asking for his forgiveness.

> Pick up the soap from under the door
> remove soap from under the door, so Tok won't slip
Soon as you picked up the soap, you heard voices calling all dwarves not busy working to start carry goods from finished goods stockpile to the market. "Rooks" of elven caravan has arrived!

>>110479
>>110480
>>110481
Ооо, спасибо! Сейчас запостчу.

>>110496
>Find Tok and go to the Depot
>Take any stuff and go to the trade area, if see somebody familiar-chat, and then we'll make next decision

Well, Tok wasn't in his room, and no idea where he can be. So you simply grabbed few pieces of soap, added them to your spoon in bag and went to look for market place. Haulers you met show you the way, and soon you where at minis 5 level, where you've seem familar wagons. Those without a doubt were the envoys of Muya Forivara but you have not seen familiar faces. Elves were unloading goods, dwarves were running around, bringing their own. Broker of Arol-Iton paced the room, looking at everything and exchanging words with eared.

>>110559
> So you simply grabbed few pieces of soap
So you just grabbed few bars of soap

>Arol-Iton broker
Broker of Arol-Iton или Arol-Iton's broker

>with eared
Я считаю, что лучше заменить на что-то типа long-eared

>>110609
>If there's a dragon, then feed him a bag of soap and RUN!
>Find out how is Muya and his charming daughter, what about that battle, what news in the world, and about old fortress.

You came to the cage in which in fact was a dragon. Hatchling actually. Out of curiosity and stupidity it momentally ate all the soap you gave him. A few minutes later it became swollen and it made series of soapy burps. Colorful show attracted the attention of the elves, they began to walk around, trying to figure out what's going on, and Ivety came to you. Goes without saying father sent her for establishing trade relations with the new Mountain Home.
- Hey, Likot - she was embarrassed, but not greet an acquaintance would be rude, - What are you doing here? I thought you make a home at new place.

>>110707
> I support the idea call dragon Gleep, don't tame dragon, just bargain, barter, steal, beg, get at any way.
>Lead Ivety to our room, taking beer, as if for entertainment, and when in room discuss escape plan
>Invite Ivety for keg of beer
>Ask Ivety us to take us from the fort in rook

- Others maybe do, but we're stuck with Tok here. I am ... about the forest. It seems, when you and I met last time I got out of control again.
- Nothing, at that time everybody got his bruises, and I got a hot hand. I'm not offended.
- Good. Then would you heft a mug with me? Snack, chat.
- We can go eat. - Elf was glad with invitation.
You walked down the hallways to the nearest dining hall.
- Tell me, Ivety, is there at least some way for me to get the dragon?
- Honestly, no way. Ang Zelerkadan already has his eye on it, he's now King, right?
- Kind of. Oh, pity ... And if you're not going to sell him a dragon and decide to take back with yourself?
- It will be strange, after we caught it specially for the order of Ang.
- And if you hide it, can he forget about it?
- Dragon is for military purposes. This can not be called a passing fad.
- What, is Arol-Iton at state of war with someone?
- You know better, you live here.
- Yes, just a couple of days. Six months I uselessly spent in prison.
Ivety livened up:
- Jail? Are you a criminal?
She immidiately got really amused.
- Yes, - you decided to fib - I have some disagreements with the local laws.
- And what did you do?
You just got to the dining room. It was full of dwarves.
- Let me tell you later, locals can have bad thoughts of this.
Taking meat with bread and beer, you're on pair with Ivety sat down and began to eat. The elf did not touch drinking and pinch off tiny bits of food, all the while staring at you. With such refined manners, she stood out among the others, but it seems your rudness attracted her.
- Well, what's going on in the world? - You mumbled, dropping crumbs - How's your caped foes?
- Oh, do not ask - she waved - their ambassador came to us and demanded obedience, respect for tradition, and threatened. But nothing, thus we trade with Mountain Homes to buy armor and weapons. And when the war will come - we will smite their butts with iron! Oh, look, I speak just like my father, haha.
- So nothing is over?
- Of course not. Their Grove is nearest to our, and their druid most intolerant of all others. So we can only defend, because if we will attack and other groves will know - we'll be utterly destroyed.
- It sucks.
- We're used to it. Live so for forty years.
You finished your food and drink:
- I've got a little room there. Wanna take a look?
The elf paused for a few seconds, then started to blush:
- Likot, I really can hardly stand staying so deep underground, it seems to me that the walls are about to crush me. I am very uncomfortable even in such hall, and I'm afraid that in your room I just will lose my mind. If only we could walk on surface ...

>110751

>Wisper: They kidnapped me and Tok. Think they murdered the others. Help.
>Before leading it all to sex(can do later though) we must find out what is what
> Press for pity of Kisat. Tell Shorast with others are in trouble and really need us
> Must add a lot of nonsense in speech so she'll think Likot's gone completely crazy

You again made back in the role:
- I've got to go ... think I am being watched. And you go back to not giving your fellows, right?
Ivety's eyes sparkled with interest.
- Good.
- I will soon find you - you leaned forward and whispered, - Me and Tok were kidnapped and held in captive here. Rest are probably dead.
- Oh gods ... - She jumped up and hurried toward the market place.
You have gone the other way, contentedly grinning, and went down to the chambers of Councilor. She just went out from her room.
- Ubendeb, here you are ... I learned something, follow me.
You trudged behind:
- I need to talk with you too.
- You start.
- I met a friend elf, she told him about my old comrades. Our old Mountain Home is lost and we were going to build a new future ... by a covenant of the Queen, beyond the river is the place where new Mountain Home will take roots ...
- Get to the point.
- They are all in trouble there. There were seven of us, the pioneers of a new fortress, and now there are only four. I have to help them! Me and Tok must go there to help them survive! So ordered Armok! Maybe you'll be able to ask about us? So we'll be let go.
- No one leaves Arol-Iton. That's the law. You signed a document of citizenship and chose Arol-Iton instead of death. Just always keep that in mind. Now listen to me - she motioned to break your further question. - The thing is that I am now also interested in your opportunity to pass through security, if your chatter about wand is not bullshit, of course ...
- I'm telling the truth.
- To be clear - I do not care about your companions. If I'll get you out of here, then you'll go with me to the pit. And as soon as I get the wand, you can get the fuck out in any direction. Deal?

>110762

>Quietly, when no one sees, let the dragon out of the cage, that's how we get it
>Release the dragon out of the cage while no one is looking, you need to figure out if the laws of a DF are working here

While Kisat was speaking you rolled in your head options of releasing the dragon from the cage but then recalled that there was padlock.

>>110805

>Accept, what the heck
>Listen the whole idea, at least
>Do not fuss and do whatever she say, we'll find solution during travel.
>Go there with Kisat

- What else to do? - You shrugged - Deal.
- You can stay here if you don't want to help, but then do not count on my favor.
- I already you great help, telling about the artifact and its location.
- I returned your precious AngrySpoon. We are're even. Now I want to find this wand and you to save me a lot of time with the search. In response, I'll get you out of the Arol-Iton, and when I'll come back here with a wand - to make sure no noe will search for you aftermath.
- Well, then it's a deal.
- That's fine.
- So what do you know?
Vellokum took you aside:
- Turns out the King has sent an expedition to that pit. The workers set up camp and started digging.
- But there is nothing left.
- TNothing in tower, maybe, but below it? Surely these ancient dug down the adamantine vein. and in their halls are even more buried treasures.
You scratched the crown:
- And what do we do?
- A sigh of relief, because now we even don't have to dig. All miners will find will be stored in dry areas for recording. We will simply find wand among the rubbish and take it. I convinced Ang that my presence at the excavation will speed up process, and you recorded as my bodyguard.
- I will have weapon? - you smiled wide - and you are not afraid to turn your back on me?
Kisat laughed and walked on her business:
- We leave tomorrow, - she turned, - finish your business here.

>>110825

>Catch up Kisat and ask if we can take a walk through the city above for now? Get use to sunlight, etc.
>Go to elfess and explain that she does not need to take any action regarding our liberation
>Talk Ivety about the gold in the well and ask her extract it with help of her friends
> Well, warn Tok too

Hey, Kisat! - You called out, - I ought to get used to the surface, on a city walk or something ...
- You will not be let out without me. We will get used together. Over, I have to go - she shook her papers and went on.

You returned to the elven cwagons, where Ivety, agitated, whispered with one companion, then another. Putting on rascal look, you took her aside:
- Listen, tomorrow I will be relocated to another place and there I will have a chance to escape. So do not fuss so far and stay quiet. I do not want them to suspect you in conspiring with me.
Elf got thrilled.
- Now tell me where you will go after that snake pit. Where can I find you?
- All right, got to run to not frame you.
- See you soon ... - she said after you.
- Yes.

After going down to the lower level, you knocked on the door again of Tok. He opened but he was angry.
- What is it?
You dragged the soap, brewed specially for him:
- I would like to apologize for my behavior. You like it here, I understand. But to me the opposite. I want to get out and I will leave Arol-Iton tomorrow, I hope forever. And I would really like you to come with me because we're friends. But if you still want to stay, then so be it.
Tok took soap, examined and got a little kinder:
- Okay, I've seen that you erased the mosquito. Therefore, I forgive you. We are're friends again. But tomorrow you will go alone. I really like it here. I met an interesting dvarfess. I think we have something can happen. I stay.
- I understand. Well then ... Good luck with it.
- Good luck, - he finally smiled.
You shook your wrist at goodbye.