Because of a dragon that didn't actually exist, the City Watch hastily ended their mission.

The coolies, who had gathered up what little possessions they had, could finally take a breather and return to their sparse, filthy temporary shelter with a little shelter from the elements.

But for the "big guys" of Skull Harbor, things are clearly not so simple.

"A dragon appeared at the Idriel Raymond Geton Clinic", and the event itself was full of great shock.

All those who thought they could speak in Skull Harbor suddenly nervously began to contact each other, and the crystal ball of communication revealed greasy, balding, or scarred faces.

The lady who presided over the telecommunication meeting had a wonderful demeanor that forced herself not to take a serious look at the old men's appearances, and was particularly eager to end the meeting quickly and return to her chamber to love the new black slaves.

In Waterdeep's household registers, the richly dressed lady has a matching name, "Dun Strono", a phrase that seems to imply that the beautiful woman's lineage can be traced back to some ancient lineage of the Elven Court of Eternal Gathering Island.

However, those who know her well know that although the noblewoman's family line is very ancient, it can indeed be traced back to the founding of the ancient elven kingdom, and even the time when the gods of Muhamrid came, but Dun Strono is not a spirit who loves poetry and nature, but a real human-faced lion.

Moreover, it is a powerful warlock who knows how to exert the power of this bloodline since the fetus.

Backed by powerful magic, this human-faced lion also holds a number of chilling titles in Skull Harbor -

Like the bloodless slave trader in Skull Harbor, like the culprit of the disappearance of a handsome man, and like the hot queen wielding the nine-tailed whip......

Well, in the end, this title is a great compliment for a certain group of people.

The faces that emerged from the crystal ball, from gloomy moon elves to murderous halflings, all waited for the slave queen's analysis.

"The dragon who appeared in that tattered clinic was certainly not Idriel Raymond Guyton. That half-elf had served me before, and I knew that this cunning and cowardly fellow would never associate himself with a dragon, let alone expose this hole card in front of everyone. ”

The slave queen with a hookah gun was lying on a large bed decorated with the finest silk fabrics, her fingers painted with red coral kodan caressing the colored scales on her thighs: "So, the guy who likes to keep himself out of the way and pretend to be a good citizen is supposed to be dead, and the man sitting in his clinic now is an idle dragon." Maybe it's a metal dragon who likes to be nosy, maybe it's a gem dragon who likes to have fun with yourself, but whatever kind of dragon, I recommend staying away from these reptiles. ”

This point has been unanimously agreed by the skull port bosses, no matter how sharp the dagger, no matter how terrible the poison, I met a dragon with strong vitality and scale armor that is comparable to high-grade enchanted armor, regardless of whether it is a thief or a shadow thief, poison or backstab, it is better to go to bed early.

But there is also a point of view: "No one wants to be the enemy of a dragon, but dragons are creatures that naturally love treasure, and we ......"

This question was immediately pressed back into his throat by Dun Strono: "For a dragon, it is better not to have any hostility at all, and there can be no resentment that is thinner than a hair." Otherwise, you can go to the Black Rod Tower and surrender to the great legendary magician, which is better than angering a dragon. Whether it's a good dragon or an evil dragon, this race is not in the habit of reasoning with other races. ”

Speaking of this, the Human-Faced Lion Warlock did not forget to add in his heart: "If this dragon is here for the treasure, then it should attack the Black Rod Tower, not to the Skull Harbor." ”

Then the tip of her tail slammed angrily against the top of the bed, making the expensive and elastic purple steel bed slats crackle.

From the moment the news of the dragon's appearance broke, Dun Strono immediately discovered that many of the slave traders who always reported to his backstage boss had been out of touch for more than ten hours.

......

.........

Compared to the slave queen of Skull Harbor, the pot-bellied banker and harpist Mutter follows his old friend Duernan with a nimble footwork that is not commensurate with his size.

As two not-so-secretive secret lords in Waterdeep, both bankers and innkeepers must be loyal to their jobs. However, they are old fritters who have participated in many adventures, and they definitely don't have the idea of becoming dragon slayer warriors.

Durnan looked at his old friend who was snorting and panting, and while unceremoniously brushing away the crowd on the road with his sword scabbard, he admonished: "Mutt, I confirm again today, you should lose weight. Once you were the most murderous shadow among us, and your name once awe-inspiring all the thieves of Sword Bay. But look at the way you look now, like a pregnant mare......"

"It's a little mare. Emphasizing the word "small", the fat banker unceremoniously drove away the halflings who came over, "Little bastards with long hairs on the soles of your feet, step aside! Shhh

While waving his arms exaggeratedly, the fat banker asked, "Where are we going?"

"Never enter the Dragon's Lair at will, it's the rule that we can live to this age, and I hope you haven't forgotten it. "Let's go to 'The Sleeping Gentleman,' the property of Captain Gillian, and a relatively well-behaved place among the countless filthy shops in Skull Harbor, where the people should know something we don't know." ”

The Sleeping Gentleman is a bar-and-restaurant and inn for dwarves, who are not gifted with a hammer and anvil by Moradin and will not be able to get any good jobs in Waterdeep, so they can only choose between burrowing miners and burrowing plumbers.

Of course, it is rare to find a dwarf who eats and rests here and can still walk upright. Only a dark-skinned orc stood on the bar, slowly roasting pieces of meat that he didn't know where he had got.

Seeing Duernan and Mutt, the orc happily raised the meat skewer in his hand and waved it, splashing the grease from the charcoal fire everywhere. But the dwarves who dined here just laughed nonchalantly, and then raised their small barrel-like glasses and drank them with grease as a side dish.

"I love this place, it always reminds me of the good times when I was young and had adventures with you guys. Mutter said.

"Shut up, Mutter. Durnan replied, then turned to the roasting orc, "Hey, Uyuliz, how's the business?"

"It's the same as before, feeding these round ale barrels with my roast. The orc made a circle with a meat skewer on the pile of drunk dwarves, "If my knee had not been struck by an arrow in the pointed ears in the High Forest, I would have been glad to take up the axe and dance the sacrificial dance on these ale barrels." ”

"You can save your heroic deeds for another time," Mutter interjected, "what do you know about the dragon that appeared in Skull Harbor?"

"Clever orcs never provoke dragons. "But the ones who rented out the little shacks to the coolies and servants must be grateful to the dragon for keeping their business." ”

"It's pretty much what we expected. ”

But the orc cook then lowered his voice, "Regarding dragons, smart orcs won't give you much useful advice. But there is a message for you about the pointed ears that opened the clinic. ”

"There was a blond-haired, pointy ear, with a strong smell of blood, and more than once visited that clinic that was often closed. Right now, the pointy ear is staying at the 'Traitor Pikejing' inn. ”

Duronan tossed a gold coin at the orc, "Thank you, Uyuliz, this is the news we need. ”

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.........

Gomos, the traveling merchant, sat quietly on his bed at the traitor's Pickel, looking at the drow elf sitting at the table. His gaze went from the black cloak without a family crest to the petty lizard figurines adorned on the bracers, and finally came to the conclusion that-

This Drow Ronin is dangerous, and he is not someone he can deal with.

Mo Yun looked at the other party's golden hair, green eyes with the characteristics of surface elves, and pointed ears, and frowned in disgust: "'Rap Gomos', the slave trader of the Dusk Chamber of Commerce, can put away your disguise." ”

The slave trader gave an incredulous expression, "Why put away my lovely face, the identity of the surface elves can help me do a lot of things that the drow elves can't do compared to your evil faces. ”

That's right, this blonde elven slave trader is actually a real drowronin.

(Anti-piracy below, to be corrected later)

Because of a dragon that didn't actually exist, the City Watch hastily ended their mission.

The coolies, who had gathered up what little possessions they had, could finally take a breather and return to their sparse, filthy temporary shelter with a little shelter from the elements.

But for the "big guys" of Skull Harbor, things are clearly not so simple.

"A dragon appeared at the Idriel Raymond Geton Clinic", and the event itself was full of great shock.

All those who thought they could speak in Skull Harbor suddenly nervously began to contact each other, and the crystal ball of communication revealed greasy, balding, or scarred faces.

The lady who presided over the telecommunication meeting had a wonderful demeanor that forced herself not to take a serious look at the old men's appearances, and was particularly eager to end the meeting quickly and return to her chamber to love the new black slaves.

In Waterdeep's household registers, the richly dressed lady has a matching name, "Dun Strono", a phrase that seems to imply that the beautiful woman's lineage can be traced back to some ancient lineage of the Elven Court of Eternal Gathering Island.

However, those who know her well know that although the noblewoman's family line is very ancient, it can indeed be traced back to the founding of the ancient elven kingdom, and even the time when the gods of Muhamrid came, but Dun Strono is not a spirit who loves poetry and nature, but a real human-faced lion.

Moreover, it is a powerful warlock who knows how to exert the power of this bloodline since the fetus.

Backed by powerful magic, this human-faced lion also holds a number of chilling titles in Skull Harbor -

Like the bloodless slave trader in Skull Harbor, like the culprit of the disappearance of a handsome man, and like the hot queen wielding the nine-tailed whip......

Well, in the end, this title is a great compliment for a certain group of people.

The faces that emerged from the crystal ball, from gloomy moon elves to murderous halflings, all waited for the slave queen's analysis.

"The dragon who appeared in that tattered clinic was certainly not Idriel Raymond Guyton. That half-elf had served me before, and I knew that this cunning and cowardly fellow would never associate himself with a dragon, let alone expose this hole card in front of everyone. ”

The slave queen with a hookah gun was lying on a large bed decorated with the finest silk fabrics, her fingers painted with red coral kodan caressing the colored scales on her thighs: "So, the guy who likes to keep himself out of the way and pretend to be a good citizen is supposed to be dead, and the man sitting in his clinic now is an idle dragon." Maybe it's a metal dragon who likes to be nosy, maybe it's a gem dragon who likes to have fun with yourself, but whatever kind of dragon, I recommend staying away from these reptiles. ”

This point has been unanimously agreed by the skull port bosses, no matter how sharp the dagger, no matter how terrible the poison, I met a dragon with strong vitality and scale armor that is comparable to high-grade enchanted armor, regardless of whether it is a thief or a shadow thief, poison or backstab, it is better to go to bed early.

But there is also a point of view: "No one wants to be the enemy of a dragon, but dragons are creatures that naturally love treasure, and we ......"

This question was immediately pressed back into his throat by Dun Strono: "For a dragon, it is better not to have any hostility at all, and there can be no resentment that is thinner than a hair." Otherwise, you can go to the Black Rod Tower and surrender to the great legendary magician, which is better than angering a dragon. Whether it's a good dragon or an evil dragon, this race is not in the habit of reasoning with other races. ”

Speaking of this, the Human-Faced Lion Warlock did not forget to add in his heart: "If this dragon is here for the treasure, then it should attack the Black Rod Tower, not to the Skull Harbor." ”

(End of chapter)