FANDOMS AND GENRES *** I am mostly interested in not-well-known in Russia English-language science fiction like Raynold's "Revelation Space" or Watts' "Blightsight". Also hit western RPG video games, especially Elder Scrolls Online. May also fall for Disney.

FAVORITE CHARACTERS *** Evil characters, characters with whits and a sense of humor, all types of sentient machines.

English level: *** It may sound too bold, but I would claim having C1.

Game preferences: *** Always third person, almost always past tense. Capital letters are non-negotiable. Bold font and everything else is up to you. If you want to use bb tags or not, I do not care either way.

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They walked thought the labyrinth of passageways down to the floor of the crater, then went to the nearest gondola dock because Welugon had no wings. On their way to the lava shore, Raphael stopped to get the latest transcript of another round in a famous court case that had been going on for half a year already. Raphael had missed this particular session, and that was a shame because he, as almost everyone who lived in this city, found the story captivating. It was a disagreement between two devil-advocates representing two forever fighting Hells, Cania and Maladomini. The underlying reason for the court case was strictly financial and almost insignificant, but both lawyers managed to make the case much bigger than it originally was, gradually dragging into it centuries and centuries of mutual grievances.

At this point, they were arguing over a law that had been issued almost three thousand years ago specifically to stop both sides from damaging each other’s enterprises. Raphael took a quick glance at the parchment while the gondola was taking them across the flowing lava, and it seemed that the lawyer from Maladomini had given the audience a two and a half long lecture on every definition if the word “sabotage” ever found in the annals of the Hell’s court, giving the details on every case; and the gelugon advocate from Cania did something even more interesting. She found the court scribe who had been writing down the law the day it had been proposed, all those centuries ago, and used his testimony to give a new interpretation of the meaning of the law. The peculiar detail about this was that this scribe had been demoted some centuries ago to the state of a lemur, so she had temporarily lent the thing some of her power to make him able to speak. Now the lawyer of Maladomini demanded the lemur to be brought to the court to question his testimony.

“Oh, this is going to be fun,” Raphael murmured to himself. Welugon stretched his neck to look at the parchment, and Raphael pointed with his claw at the very bottom of the text.

“He is stating paragraph 2345.67.9 here,” he noticed. “What is it?”

Raphael chuckled. “It’s a clause from the times of the trials with Shar. It states that the witness has to be brought to the court exactly in the same mental and physical state they have been first encountered.”

“So the gelugon is going to loose the next round.”

“Not necessarily,” Raphael shook his head. “If I’m not mistaken, the right of the superior still takes precedence over his clause, so, if the court official who has once demoted the lemur promotes him back, it will be accepted.”

“So, you think Cania is going to bribe a court official?”

“Quite possible.”

“It will take a small fortune.”

“That’s for sure.”

“Remind me what was the original problem?”

“A damaged artefact. A trinket really, would cost ten soul coins at most.”

“Right,” Welugin shook his head. For him, ten soul coins was still a lot, but even he understood that, for a ruler of Cania or Maladomini, it was less than nothing. “You are right, it is going to be fun,” he finally proclaimed.

The gondola stopped at the dock at the far end of a bustling street full of casinos, theatres and other venues of every vise imaginable. Raphael, who was leading their small party, chose a house in the very heart of the street and gestured his companions to follow.