Lord of Spells from Faerûn

After guessing that he was likely to fall into the Underdark, Imric began to be extremely vigilant, and everyone in the Dragonlance Adventure Group also felt a trace of panic in their hearts.

"Look, there's an underground river over there!" After dealing with the skeletons, everyone continued to walk forward aimlessly. At this time, Domila suddenly detected a small river appearing in front of them.

She squatted down, observed the flow of the water and said, "I think we can go against the river. Maybe the source of the river may come from the oasis on the surface."

Imrik nodded. When he had no clue, following the river was one of the smartest choices. However, he frowned and reminded: "Be careful that there may be people around this river." Inhabited by creatures, if this is just a branch line, it is likely that there are dungeons where drow settle on the main line."

If we were to choose the most cruel race in this world, then this name must belong to the dark elves. They are also called drow.

There are twists and turns and bizarre stories behind this group of cruel elves, but this does not affect the various bloody rumors about them circulating in Faerûn.

The drow are a purely matriarchal clan. They are keen on torturing slaves in their daily life, especially the males among them. They are cunning and of low character. In order to satisfy the desire of their mother goddess, Queen Lolth, for intrigues, they betray and killing filled their society.

Thanks to their cruel nature and highly developed spellcasting system, the drow are one of the most powerful forces in the Underdark.

Because of this, they occupy the best territory in the entire Dark Region.

Imrik and the others walked upstream for about two hours and saw a wide underground river. This creek was just a branch extending from it.

Both sides of this underground river were covered with various bryophytes. Domira explored it and found some traces of animal activity.

"There may be creatures nearby, what should we do?" Domira asked.

Imrik took out a crystal ball from his storage bag, which was Manson's trophy. This crystal ball has the effect of expanding the field of vision. Using this crystal ball for prophecy detection can greatly broaden the vision. scope.

The crystal ball was suspended in front of the mage. Imrik closed his eyes and sank into the magic net. He probed his spiritual power into the crystal ball, trying to search for nearby situations through prophecy.

This ritual casting lasted for more than ten minutes, but for some reason, the crystal ball was like an old TV with poor connections. It seemed that something had interfered with the signal, and only a few pictures were transmitted.

After a long time, he put away the crystal ball while sweating profusely, and said to the people who had been waiting for a long time: "The prophecy failed, and there was too little information. But I saw a few pictures, and it seems that some creatures are nearby. , it seemed like they were fighting, but the picture was too blurry, and I couldn’t see clearly what it was.”

After thinking for a while, he said: "Let's go and have a look. We know nothing about this place. If we have local intelligent creatures as guides, we should be able to ask some questions."

Everyone thought for a while and nodded in agreement. Running around like this is not a problem. If they get further and further away from the exit, they won't know it and continue to move forward stupidly.

The scene in the prophecy was not far from here. Not long after walking along the river, I heard the noisy sound of the crowd.

The fighting creatures in the picture turned out to be a group of gray dwarves and drow. The two sides were in a confrontation. The gray dwarves were wearing clothes similar to prison uniforms. In addition, there were several creatures wearing prison uniforms on the side. One of them looked exquisite. , a blond and white-skinned human woman, a tauren with a strong build and obvious muscles, and an equally strong half-orc.

On the drow side, there are a dozen feminine and handsome male drows, wearing leather armor and holding long swords, and a female drow with dark skin, beautiful features, graceful figure and revealing robes.

The female drow held a long whip and threw it to the ground. She cursed sullenly: "Damn it, these damn slaves are so shameless. Now just get back into the prison car obediently. I'll be furious." I will have mercy on you and not send you to the Colosseum.”

"Otherwise." She sneered and looked at the gray dwarf viciously: "I will send you to those disgusting things of the Mind Flayers. I believe that being their slaves will make you very happy."

The gray dwarves' expressions changed, and they looked at the drow with resentment. As a race that was once enslaved by the mind flayers, this history has always been a thorn in their hearts. Threatening to send them to the mind flayers is tantamount to sending them to the mind flayers. They were nailed to the pillar of shame and humiliated.

A gray-skinned dwarf cursed and said: "Damn you, you damn stinky cousin, I'm going to strip you naked and give it to those tauren, and let them turn you around."

The dazed tauren on the side looked stunned. Looking at the graceful figure of the drow, he couldn't help but have a hint of expectation on his face.

The drow covered his mouth and laughed, his exposed chest surging: "Hahahaha, is this your threat? Then I really want to thank you. I'm afraid that these little cows are not enough for me to play with."

Seeing that the other party was not angry, the gray dwarf couldn't help but cursed secretly: "Damn, I'm really not ashamed. Damn my cousin, I have no sense of shame at all. Giving her to those tauren is really not a punishment." "

Jerome's face turned red when he heard the drow's explicit words. He accidentally stepped on a stone and made a "crunch" sound, which attracted the drow's attention.

She suddenly stopped laughing, turned to where Imrik and the others were standing with sharp eyes and shouted: "Who is this person! Sneaky, get out of here!"

Seeing that he had been discovered, Imrik couldn't help but feel helpless and had to walk out. Originally, he planned to wait until both sides were injured before launching a sneak attack. What a pity.

He turned back and glanced at Jerome. This paladin was probably a junior brother. He was teased so easily. He failed more than he succeeded.

Seeing the leader Imric in a mage robe and a group of professionals behind him, especially the huge and strong two-headed tauren, the drow's eyes flashed with solemnity.

Although she is an 8th level mage and 5th level priest, she can easily catch the slaves on the opposite side, but with these uninvited guests, it is not necessarily possible.

She glanced at Imric's delicate and handsome face hidden under the hood, a trace of greed and intoxication flashed in his eyes, and said with a teasing voice: "Young handsome boy, you are not here to influence my sister to do business, are you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a little regretful, fearing that her frivolous words would offend the other party, but her lustful nature made her unable to help teasing the handsome and juicy mage opposite her.

Hamlein on the side looked at Zall with fascination, and then said: "No, it depends on how you want to "repay" us."

The drow covered her mouth and smiled. Although this bard with a vain face seemed like he couldn't "do it", he was very smooth-tongued and liked her.

Unexpectedly, the mage glanced at her coldly, then turned to the group of slaves and asked: "Do you know how to leave the Underdark?"

Now that he has been exposed, he must choose a side to cooperate with. He prefers this group of slaves to the powerful drow elves. What if after helping the drow elves, they invite him to the drow city as a guest? Should he go or not? Well, he is not an idiot who would put himself in danger.