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Babbling on some shitty language couldn't heal your wounds but could expel that woman away. Awesome. You need to act while she is not here. You fall on the floot like a bag full of crap and almost howl from pain. But the voices in your head comand you what to do. Mama always told you to listen to your inner voice. So you obediently roll towards the table with the jug.
It was a big task to make the jug to fall into right direction but you've made it. You put your mouth under the flowing drink and swallow everything you could catch. Then you reach the jug and drink the rest. Couple of minutes later you realise you are not so help-pp-pp-less. Fuck everything! Fuck this r-r-opes! Helping yourself with teeth you manage release your hands and then the legs... without teeth this time. Soon that prick showed up, that fucking undersized halfwerebeast. You immediately start to spit it out that it is inhumanely to act like this with a dady...gady...LADY damn it! That only a coward would break shoulders and if not "only" so one must make them back to normal. In this moment you realise you are standing on your feet feeling no bra-aain. Fuck...Pain. No pain! Fuck it. You demand to put in now! But withour pain! You even threaten him with a finger. And also he should call that lady. You are SOOO willing to apologise! For the knife - it was the boys fault... Men are to blame for everything! We shouldn't do this to the lady...probably... or may be we should...but no this. Any way forgiiiiive me lady....
So much noise inside your head. The voices are saying something. You try to listen to them with all your efforts.

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- Put me on your shoulders, mister fuckbeast! Let's ride to the lady for frgiveness! - You step to the dwarf and immediately fall on the floor.
- Ok, let's ride - he grad your hair and lead you outside like a horse -  Neigh ... go - he say laughing.
So you both ride to the porch outside the room. There are railings and even retractable stairs. The lady turns to you:
- What is that?
- Playing horsy - mister dwarf says - We've ridden to ask for forgiveness.
You interfere:
- Frgive me lady pls. I didn't want to stb you...It's bcause of bys I had to. They oby me. If I don't stab they won't oby. Frgive me pleeeee....
You start to puke red wine. It's good that that Mister is holding your hair or else...

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- You little bitch! - the lady shout and snatch out the knife, that very same knife she was hurt by - Forgive you?!
Kisat come close, grab the girl's hair and swing the knife. Suddenly Vellokum feel something strange - her hand falter and stop. Her head started to fill with doubts... and voices. The girl weakened like a ragdoll and is now looking at her executioner detached, losing her consciousness.
You keep holding her hair while squizing the knife in other hand so hard it seems dents will appear on the handle. You look at Likot - he is calm. That's insane! Usually this idiot is never calm. Wound in the belly is aching. You look around like with completely new eyes. Everything looks the same. The wagon, the road, the Grove of Huaghty Pathos on the horizon... But something is definitely different. But you can't understand what exactly...

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Ok... killing the little girl was an impulsive decision. Even if revenge is boiling inside and demands actions... but for everythinkg that is saint in this world would it be right thing to do for the queen you want to see yourself?
You calm down.
- What are you waiting for? - Likot ask.
- Thinking... what should i do with her.
- What's here to think about? She tryed to kill you.
- I was trying to kill you. And here we are - you sigh - I don't know... I want to punish her, but death is too much I guess.
- Women! - Ubendeb fuffs and goes to the railing - Is it mother instinct inside you speaking?
- May be i should make her scar like mine? To remeber. Or disfigure her face? How is that motherhood to you?
- You'll do it your own way regardless what I say - the king wave aside.
- Oh come on, don't balk. What do you think?
- Stab her in the belly and throw on the road. That's what I think. She is a murderer! And you barely survived thanks to me.
- She is just a kid...I'll shave her bald! That is my decision.
Likot turns away and you start to rid girl's head off vegetation cutting off strand by strand. After balding you ask Ubendeb to help you with resetting the joints. At the time of your rough youth you got basic knowledge how to do it, helping your gang friends in fights and unlucky roof escapes. After resetting the joints you tie girl's wrists, elbows and knees tight. Severe pain and alcohol intoxication placed the girl in the unconsciousness so you and Likot bring her to the corner near the bed. Let het lay there.
Meanwhile it was hour and a half till you arrive to the Grove of Huaghty Pathos.

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The rest of the time you decide to spend without any purpose, just staring around. You remeber Likot said something about banging but beholding the surroundings is much more interesting for you right now. Ubended strangely calm prefer doing the same.
You submerged into your own thoughts and spending the rest of the journey like that didn't notice when you wagon enters the capital of the local region elves - the Grove of Huaghty Pathos

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You come to yourself only when the wagon sways stopping. The soldiers unfold stairs.
Noone is meeting you. Elves mind their own business paying no attention on visitors even if you've sent the message long ago. May be you should not be met? May be they are waiting to you to go to the audience? You don't  know such details.
You go downstairs and look around. There are a lot of other wagons and carts at the spot but much less people.
It's a morning now. It's warm despite fields covered with snow near the grove. Dwellers are dressed in light clothes. But you know that local manners are much more...
- Well, hello - the voice nearby resounds.
You turn around and see an elf in a glasses.
- Who are you and why are you here? - the notebook appears in his hands and a piece of coal in a wrap.
The answer is ready:
- The Queen of the Mountain Home Arol-Iton and The King of the Mountain Home Akrulaban Likot Ubendeb.
- Likos? You don's say. The Likos who mawwied an elfess?
You made a face:
- Yes, the one.
- Whas abous you Ms. Vellokum? Sinking abous mawwiage? Polisical unions are allways in favor.
- Is it in favor now to ignore blood on the dress? - you shout
- I'm sowwy, are you wounded?
- Yes, god damned! Healers here, now, apothecaries and clear room for high guests!
- Juss a momens, lady. Please wais here - the clerk retreats in a hurry to execute the order.

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- Hey, Likot - you turn to him - Why are you so calm today. Are you okay?
He shrugs:
- Yes.
- And that's it? Just "Yes"?
- Yes
- Okay. Just remember this state and keep it as long as you can. And now...where is this bitch?
Awl is sleeping in the corner why you retie her. Now her head is free and legs and arms are tied separately.
- Hey, wake up! - you kick her in the hip.
- Ouch!
- Still playing horsey. Let's ride outside.
You lead the prisoner out on a leash and wait until she climbs downstairs. Then you proudly go the nearest group of elves.
Suddenly some supernatural voice sounds in your head:
"KITSAT!!! Its MEEE, ONEee of THEEEEE VOOOOIICEss! E_LOT IS MOROn..."
Some gibberish. You look around to see the speaker but noone is around. You go a little bit anxious but from the other side - voices in a head are not a knife in your belly. After all your own voice was always inside of your head...

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You find elves doing the most noble activity of all. One of them stand up and raise him hand:
- You'll go no further until you have your papers

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- What do I need them for? - you wander.
- Do you know where are you going to?
- It's just a forest!
- Exactly!
- So you are guarding the trees?
The elf placed his hand on his chest:
- I am here to protect the nature and...
- Okay-okay - you interrupt him - Let's do this: we play dice! You win - I'll give you the girl and do what ever you want with her.
- Oh my, I've never seen anything so beautifull, I don't know what to say. It looks more like a dog for me.
- I'm not a dog! - the prisoner shout - My name is Awl! Mister elf, please win me from that lady, I'll make you feel good...
- Thank you girl. With pleasure. I'm already sick of locals.
- But if I win I'll - you raise your finger almost to the elf's nose.
- What do you want?
- You'll let me through without papers! And I'll go whereever I want.

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He becomes very excited:
- Ha! You should have choosen a weaker opponent.
Apparently this means the bids are accepted because the place for you by the table is immediately freed, cards are dealt and a cup of cordial poured.
- I have a bone for you! - the elf moves the dice to you anticipating the victory - You mouth will be my trophy! Meat! - he turn  towards Awl with a lustful glance - I'll undress you with these very hands!
You don't lke his attitude:
- May be you shouldn't threaten like that?
- She won't run away - he looks at his friends with a cunning look - I will happily share with you for a good price...
You don't know the rule of the game. And you see those cards for the first time.
Meanwhile Likot receives the papers to fill. You he is writing something. Some nonsense for sure.

(dice = bones (кости) in russian)

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- I change the bit! - you shout - Let it be that cute ass instead of the girl.
Elves turn towards Likot:
- There is nothing to watch at but is you insist...
- Either him or no game at all.
- I agree on anything, go on - you nodds at dice.
You grab dices, spit and blow, shake and trow them on the table. Elf watch on his cards and shrug:
- You won this round.
Then he grab the dices and trow immediately without any preludes.
- Didn't even shake! - you notice.
- That's how i like. Brave and straight.
You open your cards and elf got happy:
- Youuuhuuu!! Yes-yes-yes... - he grab all cards, toss and deal again - Make me happy!
You grad the dices and do as elf did before - dropped immediately. Dices roll on the table and one of them fall in a slit atanding on a rib. You raise your head:
- And what is the rule for this situation?
- I assure you there is one.
- I think we both should reveal our cards in that case! That's what dwarven rules say!
Elf look at his friends and shrug:
- I don't know, maybe she is right.
You both open cards and elf apparently go sad:
- Hmm... Let's not tell anyone about that. You may come through - he nodds in the forest's direction and drink a shot in disappointment.
The rest of the elves that were around lean form the table and start clicking.
- Hey Likot! - you call - Stay int the wagon! Don't go anywhere!
He probably heard that.
You pass the checkpoint. The forest is green like it is summer, birds are singing, chipmunks are squeaking. A goblin is walking towards you. He raises his hand:
- You'll go no further until you have your papers
You are taken aback.
- Well, hello! - he continues - Welcome to the goblin block. You are not welcome here. Noone is welcome here actually... But you especially whoever you are. But I can buy your doggy - he lick his lips - If you are selling of course.

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You look at Ubendeb:
- So, King Likot, what bring you in goblin block?
- I thought you are walking your dog.
- I'm not a dog... - the girl hisses.
- You were going to meet elves. I have no idea what we are doing here.
- Very well. Let's go back.
- Wow-wow-wow - the goblin interferes - How about to drink for the meeting?
- Drinking is always good - Likot noddes.
- Then we need also some entertainment! - you cheer up - do you have fistfights here?
- Even better! - Ostoks leads you - We have slave pits where captured bandits fight till death.

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You follow him:
- Captured? What do your elven neighbours think about it?
- They are bandits after all. Outlaws, marauders, murderers and thieves. Renegades of all kinds. Elves even think of it as some sort of justice. Also lots of them don't mind to feast on remains of those who were killed just as we like. We have a trading established. And King Ogmong is unoficially court executioner.
Kozmutog leads you to the stadium where you see a crowd of goblins watching fight between a dwarf and a rebel elf.