The tavern is located in the southern part of the city, also known as the merchant storage area, where goods unloaded from the port and transported inland are piled up, and merchants can negotiate the terms of the transaction and complete the sale on the spot. There are many pubs, inns, and exchanges that offer warm and attentive service to all. The southern city is more than three times larger than the northern city, so it is inevitably a little cluttered, and from a high place, the entire southern city is like an arm to hold the port area in its arms, and a curved "Ping'an Street" connects the three largest cargo areas. The Foam Barrel Hotel is on the side of this road.

It's a mixed bag, so Siegel changes into an adventurer's outfit so as not to look out of place with his surroundings. He rode through the streets and alleys, from the paved stone streets to the gravel-concrete Ping'an Street. The Foam Barrel Tavern was unusual, and early in the morning there were drinkers: more than a dozen sailors were scattered across all the tables, drinking and singing. They kept shouting loudly, thanking the god of the sea for letting them go ashore safely, and to give back to the god with joy and piety. According to the waiter, they arrived by boat in the middle of the night and came to the tavern dressed in starlight. At present, the celebration of the sailors is coming to an end, and the tavern is full of cups and plates. The guy who was already drunk was lying on his stomach in the food scraps and was asleep, and the ** who was open and breasts was trying to get drunk with the rest, so that he could go back to sleep quickly.

Marcus Goron is not there for a while, he has a problem with the red wine he wants, and is theorizing with the captain at the docks. The attentive waiter brought a table and chair for Siegel and told him to sit by the window and wait for a while. Siegel asked for a fish mashed potato with a glass of ale chilled with well water. He still has the habit of a seafarer, preferring large, oily, and filling food. Siegel reached out and pulled a piece of coarse bread as he had done before, and began to eat it in large gulps.

As he was eating, he suddenly heard a noise at the door, and Siegel looked out of the window and saw several people standing in the grocery store opposite, and the owner of the store with two burly men was loudly reprimanding a man dressed in tatters. The man had blood on his arms and knees, and his face was covered with mud, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but his body was a little familiar.

"Bastard beggar, you want to leave after touching my cloth?" the boss shouted.

The man seemed stupid, and would only whisper to the vicious shopkeeper, "I didn't hit you, but you fell on me." Greenskin!"

One of the men was furious and threw his fist, hitting the man in the nose and knocking him down on the back. The beggar was lying in the mud with two lines of nosebleeds, and kept shouting, "Why are you beating me?"

"You can't afford to pay for my cloth, so naturally you have to take a beating!" The boss rolled up his sleeves and actually wanted to do it himself.

Siegel couldn't take it anymore and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, protecting the man behind him. It took a closer look to identify the beggar as "Bucktooth" Janis, but his trademark bucktooth was missing, and there was a visible hole in the center of his mouth.

Janis seemed delirious and didn't recognize Siegel, his eyes still stunned. Siegel called him by name a few times, and found that he still knew how to say yes. Seeing that these two people knew each other, the boss could be regarded as finding a way to "make up for the loss". He reached out and grabbed Siegel by the neck.

How could Siegel let him catch it, he swept his arm lightly and directly grabbed the outstretched hand of the hotel owner. Seeing this, the two clerks next to him were about to come over to help, and they clenched their fists and wanted to hit them. Siegel shouted, "Don't be coarse, isn't it just a coarse cloth?" ”

But the two of them didn't stop, and their fists still had to fly over. Siegel was annoyed and punched him as well. His speed naturally surpassed that of these untrained ordinary people, and his skills were also comprehensively suppressed. Only two thumps were heard, and the two clerks were already clenching their crooked fingers and wailing in pain.

"Your half roll of coarse cloth looks like it's locally produced, and it's worth half a gold coin at most, so I'll buy it. Siegel pulled a gold coin out of his belt and flicked it into the air, then quickly pulled the black dagger out of his belt, swung it in the air, and quickly sheathed it. The coin was cut in half and landed quietly in the palm of Siegel's hand. Siegel tossed half a gold coin to the boss and pushed him into the shop. He grabbed Rajnes in one hand and the cloth in the other, and returned to the Foam Barrel Tavern. The shopkeeper looked at the neat cut face of the gold coin, thought of the sharp knife light, swallowed his saliva fiercely, and didn't dare to speak out anymore.

"How did you come to Waterdeep, why are you so miserable?" Siegel helped Jennis clean his wounds with ale, tearing open the cloth and bandaging him. Although he trembled in pain, he knew that Siegel was for his good, so he didn't scream, just endured it. Siegel noticed a scar on the back of his bucktooth's head, as if it had been slashed with a knife. In addition to this, there were wounds on his shoulders and calves from the arrows.

"I don't know what trouble you're getting into this poor bastard. Siegel brought in a chair and sat Bucktooth at the table. In order to make it clear to him what he was trying to say, Siegel slowed down, pointed to the fish and potatoes on the table, and said slowly, "Friend, eat." ”

Janis looked so hungry that he reached out and grabbed the fish, which he was about to swallow in three or two bites, so frightened that Siegel hurriedly grabbed the bone and pulled it out of his mouth to avoid the danger of puncturing his throat. Malt grabbed the mashed potatoes with his hands and stuffed them all into his mouth. He simply chewed it twice, and then swallowed both.

Siegel hurriedly said, "What else do you want to eat?" ”

I don't know which nerve was touched by this sentence, and Janis suddenly had red circles in his eyes, and two lines of tears flowed. He whimpered and said, "Boatswain, I want to drink fish soup, I want to go to sea......"

"Let's go, let's go home!" Siegel pulled Janis, helped him onto the horse, and led him to the north city. Bucktooth didn't say anything along the way, just kept his head down, and kept nodding as the horse's back bumped.

When he arrived at the villa in the northern city, Siegel reached out and helped his bucktooth off the horse. He beckoned the cook to prepare the meal, took a bottle of wine from the cupboard and poured it for Janis, and brought a plate of smoked sausages. Janis looked at the furnishings around him very crampedly, not daring to sit on the clean and soft sofa. He pointed to the clothes on his body and asked where he could rinse them.

"Take a sip or two, eat something, and treat it like your home. Siegel pressed his buckteeth into the sofa to reassure him: "It will take a while for the hot water to boil, you should wash it well first, and then sleep." I'm still your boatswain, and you're going to stay here!"

Bucktooth Genesis nodded, tears in her eyes.

Siegel went back to his room to find a set of his own clothes and brought them to Janis, only to find that Bucktooth had fallen asleep on the couch. He put his clothes aside and gently closed the door.

"That's a former friend of the young master, right?" asked Lady Linda.

"That's right, we used to go to sea in the same boat, and we were acquaintances. ”

"He is also a sailor? Recently, there have been many accidents on large ships, and people in the port area are panicking, and several of my late husband's former merchant friends have now closed down for the time being, and many people have lost their jobs. Recently, Carr said, the temple has taken in a lot of beggars, and the city watchman has been posting notices to maintain order while recruiting more members. ”

"Any idea what's going on?" Siegel asked, frowning. He's been studying spells lately and hasn't paid much attention to the changes in the city. Ms. Linda said that he also thought that when he passed by Nancheng District today, several cargo distribution centers were indeed much empty.

"I've heard that piracy is rampant, but I don't know the specifics. "But the prices of food, cloth and fish have gone up. ”

"Didn't the lords do anything?" Siegel had a feeling that this matter would gradually expand and cause ** annoyance.

"The lords haven't made any moves yet, but the Merchants' Guild has organized a few additional convoys to go to Mora's Peak and Xinlin, and the price given is also very suitable. I haven't heard anything about it. ”

Siegel nodded, then said, "If you see an increase in the number of displaced people on the street, you must pay attention to safety. You help me get five hundred gold coins and ask Karl to hand them over to the Temple of the Moon God, saying that it is so that I can house more donations from the poor people. ”

Ms. Linda bowed and thanked her, and such a thing would be good for her son. If you can bring in donations, you may be selected to participate in the resettlement of displaced people. If you behave well, you may be noticed by the pastor, and it will be possible to continue to learn more about the temple.

There was a slight snoring in the living room, and Siegel asked Ms. Linda to take care of it, and he went back to his study. It wasn't until dinner time that he was called down, when Janis had freshened up and changed into clean and tidy clothes.

"Thank you, boatswain, for saving me. Buckteeth can't hide their gratitude.

"I've been sailors all over the world, and I know that if I don't save myself from death, it will bring bad luck. Siegel said.

"Good intentions are rewarded, boatswain, you have always been like this, so you are able to live a good life now. Janis took another sip of whiskey to calm his mind. It is not easy to recall the calamity that has befallen you, like tearing open a wound that has just healed again. Siegel didn't rush him, just waited quietly.

"Our ship escaped the attack of the orc pirates, I told you about it. Later, we loaded our goods and went to sea again, and took the northern route to transport a batch of good timber to the West Sea, and a total of five ships went with us, and most of them loaded the goods sold at the top of Mora. In the evening, as we approached the supply point in the port of Circle Island, we were ambushed by twenty orc clippers. They approached us, shooting arrows, throwing hooks, throwing javelins. I was hit by a few arrows and my head was scratched and wounded. ”

"How did you escape? The supply point on Circle Island must have been captured by the orcs, right?"

"Yes. Seeing that the situation was not good, the captain rushed to the circle island and ran aground on the beach. The orcs were reluctant to wash their own clippers ashore as well, so they slowed down. It was getting dark, so we disembarked from the big ship and scattered into the woods on the island. I was wounded, I couldn't run far, I hid in the reef beach, and then I fainted. When I woke up, I was floating not far from the shore. I finally struggled to climb ashore, only to find that the island was like hell. They all died, their heads stuck in sticks, and everything else burned......"

It takes a lot of effort to keep yourself from crumbling. He threw away his glass and poured it down with his bottle. Siegel picked up the cup and said, "Pour me some and let's mourn the dead together." ”

"Well, you're right. Dennis stopped drinking, poured a glass for Siegel, and said together, "May their souls rest in peace." ”