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== Description ==
== Description ==
{{quote|The Seven Lucks of Don Albaro}}
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==Effect==
==Effect==


Teaches :
Teaches :
 
*{{cl|Active|Enough for Everyone}}
*{{cl|Active|Deflect}}
*{{cl|Active|Concentration}}
*{{cl|Orange|Dying Fervor}}
*{{cl|Orange|Berserk Tradition}}


==Acquired From==
==Acquired From==
* Sometimes sold by [[Gerlot]], merchant in [[Mannshire]].
* Always sold by [[Valden vir Krenn]], owner of [[Vir Krenn's Printing House]] in [[Brynn]].
* Sometimes sold by [[Bert]], merchant in [[Osbrook]].
{{Acquired from}}
{{Acquired from}}


==Book content==
==Book content==
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The bronze spires of the distant towers were made crimson by the last rays of the setting sun. In different circumstances Albaro wouldn't miss a chance to appreciate the view, but he was rather preoccupied at the time. A crossbow bolt whizzed over his head, missing by a mere palm. Lady Luck was on his side for now, but it would be reckless to rely on this cruel, fickle mistress too much...
 
He spotted an opening and suddenly lunged at the nearby brute clad in embroidered doublet, knocking a rapier out of his hands. Before the weapon touched the ground, Albaro confidently caught it with yet another swift move. Well, perhaps Fortune was indeed favoring him that day...
 
( . . . )
 
Albaro took a quick glance around his surroundings. Suffice to say, the situation was dire - bristling with rapiers, the Hounds were coming at him from every direction, slowly tightening their circle. Could it be that after everything he went through, after that amazing string of luck and coincidences, his life would come to such an ignominious end in some filthy alley? That simply wouldn't do: if they wanted a fight, then he would give them one!


Albaro crossed his swords, easily deflecting a few more strikes, and took a step forward, ready to embrace his fate...


==See also==
==See also==
*[[Treatises]]
*[[Dual Wielding Treatise I]]
*[[Dual Wielding Treatise III]]


*[[Treatise]]


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Latest revision as of 17:20, 21 June 2023

Dual Wielding Treatise II
Written by Jedabar Vert
"The Adventures in Distant Lands. A Dozen of Exciting and Exceptionally Truthful Tales Which Will Amaze You"

Allows you to learn the following Dual Wielding abilities:

Enough for Everyone
Concentration
Berserk Tradition

Reading this book grants some Experience.
A collection of stories told by Red Valdvan, a famous treasure hunter, written down by his friend. Tellingly, the book made him significantly more money than his treasure-hunting career.
Price300

Dual Wielding Treatise II

Description

A collection of stories told by Red Valdvan, a famous treasure hunter, written down by his friend. Tellingly, the book made him significantly more money than his treasure-hunting career.

Effect

Teaches :

Acquired From


Book content

...There were twenty of us, the best of the best, each was an experienced veteran I could personally vouch for. And now? There's only seven men left. Seven!

Before embarking on this expedition, I even made it through "The Long Winter Spent in Fjall", reading it from cover to cover. Naturally, I didn't skip the chapter about berserkers, though back then I figured it to be a tall tale, written down by not the most talented of quill-drivers. I'd never been so wrong in my life. What's even worse, my mistake cost so many men their lives.

( . . . )

One of the locals reluctantly pointed us in the right direction - we had to give up most of our remaining supplies as payment. The scroll wasn't lying: the Sanctuary turned out to be a shrine to some local god... To our great joy, there were only ten dwarves guarding it - five elderly shamans and five younger berserkers. It felt as if the gold was already in our reach...The Host almighty, I can't believe how foolish and naive we were!

( . . . )

Rodrick was chopped to pieces before he could take a single swing with his sword... Domnar tried to hold one of those sons of bitches off only to lose his head. Varn, Tenmar, and Riventain barely managed to shoot a bolt each - they missed, making these shots their last. Our right flank had it even worse... Nidward and I had no other choice but to cowardly drop our weapons and run as fast as we could...


See also