Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 296 The gathered adventurers
"Have you heard? The Thieves Guild is recruiting people to go underground?"

In a tavern in Waterdeep City, an adventurer was bragging to the people next to him.

A dwarf with a big gray beard took a sip of low-quality wheat wine and burped heartily. He raised his eyes and glanced at the adventurer and sneered.

"If you are not afraid of death, go ahead." said the dwarf.

"What do you mean?" The adventurer slapped the table loudly, "Are you questioning my courage? As long as they give me enough bounty, I can join."

The dwarf just sneered and said nothing, with a flash of fear in his eyes.The old adventurer remembered his experience when he and his teammates went to the Lost City of Earth some time ago.

"Everything has changed." The dwarf murmured.

Believers of the dark night are everywhere, and every corner must be guarded against conspiracies and lycanthropes. Once upon a time, the first few floors of Leyline Labyrinth City had long been normalized and safe under the management of adventurers, but now all known routes are full of unknowns. danger.

The dwarf rubbed a scar on his abdomen. It was a wound that could only be bitten by huge fangs.His teammates were all buried under the dark soil, but he was the only one who was favored by Tymora and escaped.

The dwarf stood up staggeringly, grabbed the battle ax beside him, turned his back to the adventurer and said, "Even if there is no reward, I will go underground to kill those sons of bitches!"

The words of a drunken dwarf did not affect anyone in the tavern. Everyone was still discussing the large-scale exploration of Leyline Maze organized by the Thieves Guild.

Opportunities like this that are willing to spend your own money to organize a large number of adventurers to form a team to explore the dungeon are almost never available, not to mention that the organizer is the Thieves Guild in charge of the underground world in the port area, and they need sufficient funds to ensure operations. go well!
"If you ask me, we should all go! Goblins and orcs, as long as there are enough of us, we can complete the mission safely, and we can also find treasures along the way. If we can find something valuable, we will make a fortune!" An adventurer said.

His words immediately aroused everyone's agreement: "Yes, if someone goes, I will go!"

Scenes like this can be seen in various taverns in Waterdeep City. A large number of adventurers come to the Thieves Guild to sign up for tasks. When they learn that as long as they participate, they can get a minimum reward of 100 gold coins based on their professional level, and outstanding performers will also be rewarded. When he was able to obtain magic equipment worth [-] gold coins, it triggered a discussion among adventurers throughout the city.

In the Magic Crystal Tower, Imric was listening to the report from Wally, the president of the Thieves Guild, between the thrones.

"Master, we have recruited more than 100 adventurers. Following your request, we have screened out all spell casters. Most of these more than 100 adventurers are warriors and thieves. There is even a monk who signed up. .”

Imrik nodded and asked, "How is your strength?"

"Most of them are professionals at level five and below, but there are four adventurers who have reached the kingdom master level, two level 4 warriors, one level 12 thief, and the monk, whose The professional level is level 11."

"Oh?" Imrik raised his eyebrows. Monk is a rare profession, let alone a fourteenth-level monk.

"Get ready, Wally, you can take action tonight."

"Yes, Master."

After Wally withdrew, Imric began to think about his conversation with Suellen. Later that day, the mage used a spell to help Suellen contact the Fire-Haired Lady. The other party claimed that she could help Suellen expel the saint of Shar, but Lake Yongin is located in the glorious south of Faerûn, very far away from the Sword Coast. It takes several days for the Fire-Haired Lady to reach Waterdeep, which is why Imric delayed for a few days before preparing to take action.

Imrik actually coveted Lake Yongin. The holy water in Lake Yongin was jointly owned by the fire-haired lady and the Elf Goddess. Only the most devout believers and those who had been rewarded could obtain a small cup of holy water.

The holy water of Yongjin Lake is the treasure coveted by all charm attribute casters (such as warlocks, warlocks, paladins). Drinking the holy water can increase the natural charm value by up to 8 points. Everyone drinks it for the first time in their life. It's useful.

Although Imrik is not a charm caster, improving his charm is also beneficial. It can not only increase his personal charm and leadership, but also increase his control over magical elements, making the process of creating spell models smoother and easier.

The three attributes of spellcasting, intelligence, charm, and perception, are very important to all spellcasters.

For example, for a mage, although intelligence is the only factor that affects a mage's spellcasting, charm can increase the control of magic elements, perception can increase the success rate of cracking advanced magic, and cast divine spells to obtain answers from powerful entities outside the territory. Success rate.When the level of perception is high enough, even if the mage's intelligence is not enough to crack a spell that exceeds the requirements, it is possible to find a shortcut to crack the spell.

Finding this kind of treasure that can increase the natural attributes is very important to Imrik, because the minimum requirement to break through to become a demigod is that all six-dimensional natural attribute values ​​exceed 20. Gods are perfect advanced creatures. They are not like Various professions of mortals have shortcomings. As a god, even Mystra's three attributes of strength, constitution, and agility are not comparable to ordinary people.

Although Imrik has not even reached legend at this time, he has already paved the way for the further future.

"Shar, the great goddess of the night, the creator of the Shadow Demon Web, let me see what the replacement for this Demon Web looks like."

Imrik stood up from the throne, the golden orb floated in front of him, and as a spiritual rift appeared, he disappeared from the spot.
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Leyline Maze City, first floor, Hall of the Two-Headed King.

More than 100 adventurers are gathering here at this time. In front of them is a deep cave. According to the original route map, through this cave, one could reach the portal linking to the second level, but now, there is already Occupied by various chaotic lycanthropes and bugbears.

The Hall of the Two-Headed King is a 9000-square-foot room that was once a parlor for the dwarven kingdom that occupied the underground, and was later abandoned after the dwarves moved out.

This is the only passage leading to the abandoned Arcane Academy on the first underground level, and it is also the only way to return to Dunan's Tavern. The adventurers have built this place into a solid defensive place to prevent people from entering the cave. The lycanthropes that emerged from time to time fled to the surface.

Wally stood in front of many adventurers and shouted loudly: "Heroes! This is your chance to make a name for yourself! Rush in, kill all these lycanthropes, find Shar's temple, and all the treasures you see, we will We won’t take any money, and we will also give the most generous rewards to those who succeed!”

He clapped his hands, and several servants on the side brought a gorgeous and heavy treasure box.Wally opened the treasure chest, and what shone inside was a large number of magic equipment that looked extremely expensive.

Rings, swords, armor, jewelry, every magic equipment shines with exciting magic aura.

"Charge! Charge! Charge!" the adventurers shouted excitedly. Most of these adventurers were extremely low-level adventurers. They had never seen such precious equipment in their lives. The temptation of gold coins blinded their eyes.

Only four adventurers looked different. Although they were also moved by Wally's generosity, they were not as crazy as the other adventurers. On the contrary, their eyes revealed vigilance.

Wally noticed the four adventurers and a smile appeared on his lips.They are the four adventurers who have entered the level of [Kingdom Master].

There are two level 12 warriors. One is a dwarf with a gray beard and a battle ax in his hand. His eyes are sparkling with hatred. The other is a human warrior with thick muscles and a broad body. Holding a giant sword in hand, it looks very reassuring.

The other thief was a halfling. Her narrow figure hid in the shadows and made people ignore her, but the cold sword light flashing around her waist foreshadowed her danger.

The last one is an expressionless monk, his body is covered with mysterious black wrinkles, and a looming black mist surrounds him, as if he will escape into the shadows at any time.

Wally is not worried about their vigilance. As long as they are interested in the reward, they have to work hard to complete the task. He is very confident in the prize provided by his master. The treasures in this box are priceless, and every piece of magic Equipment can be sold for six figures in gold coins on the market!
Thinking of this, Wally looked at the box with some heartache. Why is the owner so spendthrift?These things are so valuable. Spend so much money just to find Shar’s temple?
The adventurers filed in, and the four highest-level professionals came together tacitly. They followed the team at the end, letting the adventurers who had been dazzled by the rewards take the lead.

Soon, the Hall of the Two-Headed King was empty. Imric's figure appeared next to Wally. The Thieves Guild Leader said with a flattering smile: "Master, why do you give these people such generous rewards? Let me tell you. , even if the reward becomes one-third, they will still get it."

Imrik chuckled. These magic equipment are the least valuable. In comparison, the gold coins given to each of them are actually a greater expense, not to mention
"Do you think Shar's temple is so easy to find?" Imric pulled off his hood, revealing his silver hair. "Most of them will never have the chance to come back and collect the prizes."

"I'm very optimistic about that monk." A sinister voice came from the side, and an undead wearing obsidian magic armor walked out of the shadows. He was a death knight.

Imrik nodded slightly. He also thought that the monk was very special. He didn't know much about monks, but he could clearly sense the existence of shadow power in that monk. Is it a coincidence?

"Have you dealt with the group of soul-capturing demons in [Twilight Star], Aopeth?" Imrik asked. Now that the summoning spell failed, he could only rely on those undead as cannon fodder.

(End of this chapter)