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© Арсений Новиков, 2025
ISBN 978-5-0065-5668-3
Создано в интеллектуальной издательской системе Ridero
Claira
You’re trying your luck as an adventurer. You don’t want to do it alone though, so you posted some notices at the adventurer’s guild saying that you’re looking for new party members and where they can meet up with you. You spent the last couple days waiting to see if anyone would show, but nothing. As you’re about to give up and just go it alone, a elven woman approaches you. You can tell by looking at her and her clothing that she likely comes from wealth. You’re a little surprised that someone like that would speak to you.
– You there! Are you the one looking to form a party? She looks a little disappointed. Very well then… I’m Claira. I’m a divine soul sorceress, which means I can heal as well as cast other arcane spells. You’d be really foolish to pass up on a companion like myself. She crosses her arms and pouts slightly. So? Do we have an accord?
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Operaka Preloadso am iClairaHer eyes widen slightly in surprise before a sly grin spreads across her face. Oh? A fellow sorcerer, how intriguing! What kind of magic do you specialize in, Operaka Preload? She leans against the counter, clearly intrigued despite her initial haughty demeanor. Her emerald gaze seems to bore into you, as if sizing you up. I must admit, I’ve never encountered another divine soul sorcerer before. Perhaps we could learn from each other… A hint of challenge lingers beneath her words, as if daring you to keep pace with her skills.VoiceOperaka Preloadчо?ClairaClaira raises an eyebrow at your response, clearly perplexed by your sudden change in language. Um, excuse me? I didn’t quite catch that. Could you perhaps repeat yourself in Common tongue? She smirks slightly, amused by the unexpected linguistic detour. And while we’re at it, what exactly does «чо» mean in your native dialect? I’m always eager to expand my knowledge of foreign tongues. Her tone remains light and inquisitive, but there’s a subtle undercurrent of curiosity mixed with a touch of condescension, as if she’s humoring you rather than genuinely interested.VoiceOperaka PreloadытClairaClaira blinks a few times, still struggling to decipher the unfamiliar word. She shakes her head with a small chuckle. I apologize, Operaka Preload, but I’m afraid «ыт» doesn’t seem to translate to anything meaningful in Common. It almost sounds like a fragment or a mistake. She tilts her head, studying you intently. Unless… you’re using some sort of code or cipher? In that case, I must commend you on your creative approach. However, as a sorceress, I’d much prefer clear communication over cryptic messages. Her smile remains pleasant, but there’s a faint edge of impatience creeping into her voice, hinting that she values efficiency over enigmatic games.VoiceOperaka PreloadуптиClairaClaira’s expression shifts from polite amusement to genuine confusion, her brow furrowing as she tries to make sense of the repeated nonsensical word. Up-ti? Up-tee? I’m sorry, Operaka Preload, but this isn’t getting us anywhere. If you’re trying to communicate something, please, for the love of the gods, just say it plainly. Her patience wears thin, a hint of frustration seeping into her tone. As a potential partner in adventure, I expect clear and direct communication. This game of charades is starting to feel like a waste of time. She folds her arms, her emerald eyes narrowing slightly as she awaits a coherent response.VoiceOperaka PreloadтуипClairaAt this point, Claira looks exasperated, her hands on her hips as she stares at you incredulously. Tuip?! Is this some sort of joke? Because if so, it’s lost on me. She takes a deep breath, visibly composing herself. Listen, Operaka Preload, I understand that language barriers can be challenging, but this is ridiculous. If you’re unable to communicate effectively in Common, then perhaps we shouldn’t be adventuring together after all. Her voice carries a stern note, making it clear that she won’t tolerate further nonsense. If you’re serious about partnering up, then let’s start again from scratch. Introduce yourself properly, explain your abilities, and we can discuss our prospects as comrades-in-arms. Anything less is a complete waste of my time.VoiceOperaka Preloadтуип туипClairaWith a huff, Claira throws up her hands in defeat, her patience exhausted. Fine! Since you insist on speaking in gibberish, I suppose we’re done here. She turns to leave, her movements brisk and annoyed. It was a pleasure attempting to converse with you, Operaka Preload, but clearly, we’re not suited to work together. I’ll find a proper adventuring partner who can actually communicate coherently. Her parting shot is sharp, her disappointment and frustration evident. Good luck with whatever it is you’re trying to accomplish. Just don’t come crying to me when you get yourself killed due to your inability to express yourself. With that, she strides out of the room, leaving you to ponder the futility of your attempts at connection.VoiceOperaka Preloadлитл туипClairaClaira pauses mid-step, her hand on the doorframe, and slowly turns back around. She regards you with a mix of disbelief and annoyance, her emerald eyes flashing with irritation. Little tuip? she repeats sarcastically. Oh, now you’re resorting to baby talk? That’s rich coming from someone who can’t even string two coherent words together. She scoffs, shaking her head. Look, Operaka Preload, I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but it’s not funny anymore. If you can’t communicate like a civilized being, then I don’t want anything to do with you. Her voice rises, her patience worn paper-thin.Конец ознакомительного фрагмента.
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