  
						
													
								The wisdom of the mushroomkind is great... Once you start reading the pages of the Necronomicology, there’s just no way to extricate yourself. Maybe Fattar himself ought to be worried that someone might eclipse him when it comes to knowledge!								 
							 
													
								The mountain, looming on the horizon, is sacred to the Genies. But a Magmar who has arrived at its slopes with pure thoughts and an open heart will not be left without a wonderful gift either.								 
							 
													
								There’s no such thing as impossible for this hero, no obstacles stand in his way! He has completed the Challenges of the Chosen to the end, and he has gained the indisputable right to take on a form reminiscent of this mighty and ancient race.								 
							 
													
								He is esteemed and respected at the foot of his native volcano, but is honored no less on the slopes of Mystras, too. The Caliph says this man is an example to his subjects, genies believe it a privilege to fight shoulder to shoulder with him, and even the arrogant mushrooms from Dindaat Forest humbly acknowledge his worth.								 
							 
													
								Almandra knows her stuff when it comes to male beauty. If she brought a stately Magmar close, it means that the whole of Dindaat forest is swooning over him and pining. God forbid that he should ever reciprocate to anyone - the jealousy of a mandrake is a terrible thing!								 
							 
													
								The valiant warrior vigilantly looks over the plain below - the villages are preparing for festivities in the shimmering lights. Nothing will overshadow the joy of the Magmars, the holiday is well protected as even the symbol of the coming year, the Great Dragon, participates in the New Year's Watch!								 
							 
													
								Even the armies of stone golems cannot stop true heroes! The royal treasure is taken by storm in a pitched battle, and heaps of gold shine brighter than Mirrow at midday.								 
							 
													
								This warrior has performed many feats on the surface of Faeo - now is the time for the walls of the underground Limbo to shake. His weapon mercilessly mows down the onrushing waves of creatures, and the axe’s blade shines bright even in the gloom that reigns here!								 
							 
													
								The balloon from the Celestial Valley of the Gnomes is perfect for New Year. You will be able to go flying all over Khair and give gifts to your friends. Then you can fly home easily carrying their gifts to you too.								 
							 
													
								Этому воителю мало покорить материки Фэо и доказать свою доблесть на твёрдой земле. Он добрался до Небесной долины и стал первым на соревнованиях заоблачной ярмарки. Такого не ожидали даже самые проницательные из гномов!								 
							 
													
								One glance will make anyone who catches the attention of the executioner, who is not from this world, tremble.								 
							 
													
								There are rumours that this mage knows the language of the beasts... Day after day he sends a predator servant to protect his cold lands... 
								 
							 
													
								Against the cold of the grave he set the blessed steel, against the hunger of death - courage and virtue.								 
							 
													
								His cheerful nature and optimistic outlook allow this  charming warrior to always be the centre of attention. And the festive night is no exception: this jovial fellow gathers friends, acquaintances, and pretty girls around him to make the New Year celebrations unforgettable.								
							  
													
								You will live through the new year the same way you see it in!  Winter festivities are a perfect opportunity to be with the loved ones and have fun time with friends non-stop.								
							  
													
								Лишь опытный и бесстрашный воин способен добраться до далёкого города-мира Эргам. И только истинный герой проникнет в сердце эргамского Лабиринта! Страшная схватка в подземных коридорах завершилась победой, но цена ей - жертвенная гибель последней из ордена Кающихся, леди Марии.								 
							 
													
								Если плохо себя вести весь год, под ёлочкой будет ждать не ценный подарок, а кусок угля. Ах так? Ничего, ещё пожалеют... Этот воин уверен: в следующем году они у него попляшут!								 
							 
													
								Трепещите, люди, лезьте на рею и прячьтесь в трюм! Если этот воин уже на вашей палубе – дело плохо. Его топор легко может срубить даже мачту, а уж вражеские щиты и доспехи раскалывает на раз.								 
							 
													
								Riding the menacing Battle Zorb, he smashes the enemy in the toughest combat. 								 
							 
												
						  
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