Twenty Sided Dice

The rain continued until the second half of the night, when it weakened into a light rain. The elves only need 4 hours of sleep a day, so Leah has already finished resting and left the tent. The moon casts only a faint light from behind the dark clouds, and the elves stand in the moonlight, grooming and tending the horses, and tidying up the rain-drenched wagon.

At this time, there was a strange movement from the field, accompanied by the sound of countless small animals crawling. Alarmed, the elf slammed into the tent, waking Siegel inside. At the same time draw out the longbow, ready to be alert.

What surprised her was that these abnormal noises did not arouse the alertness of the war horse, and the two mules were grazing leisurely. In general, these herbivores will have keen senses, especially the premonition of danger. 'what happened? ’ Leah narrowed her eyes and saw the stalks in the wheat field swaying slightly, and she could only guess that an animal burrowed through.

Siegel jumped out of the tent with a whip, he didn't even have his armor on. The young man looked around nervously, but found nothing unusual, so he asked, "Master Leia, what happened?"

"Shh! Don't make a sound." The elf motioned.

The two were cautiously guarding and waiting beside the tent. After a while, there was no movement. Even Leah couldn't feel the crawling sounds of those animals.

After a while, the elf said, "It may be my delusion, it's alright, go back and sleep for a while."

But how could Siegel be sleepy at this time? He put down his weapon, got dressed again, and went to work. They had packed a lot of firewood with canvas under the lorry, and it was not wet from the rain, and now they could take it down to make a fire and cook.

Elf's taste is rather picky, and she only has rice porridge to prepare for her - add a little dried apple, sprinkle with a few vanilla leaves, and make it a simple breakfast. After that, Siegel used the leftover rice porridge to boil some minced meat and eat it with pickles.

While eating these, Siegel was full of stories Sir Bill had told. "The dwarves have the best hospitality, with chunks of grilled meat and cool beer every day. The meat is skewered on a large iron stick, the size of your thumb, and the meat is as big as your fist. The dwarves will The meat is suspended on the magma, and the hot high temperature quickly cooks the surface of the meat, forcing all the aromas inward, while the inside is still raw. The beer is brewed with seasonal oats and the ice spring in the center of the earth, just to eliminate the magma. The summer heat. I will never forget that taste!"

Whenever I think of this, Siegel is full of longing and can't go to the top of Mora immediately. The highest snow-capped mountain still stands in the sky and can be seen every day. They are getting there day by day, but it is estimated that it will take another month to get there.

At least, with this imagination, breakfast tasted a lot better.

After the thunderstorm passed, the air was fresh, which made everyone's heart and lungs feel happy, so the two decided to take advantage of the good mood to set off on the road ahead of time. Siegel came to the tower with his tent and shouted a few times, but no dwarf paid him any attention. The young man didn't think much about it, thinking that maybe he was too young and the other party didn't pay attention. He stoned the tent, placed it under the tower, and turned back.

Elf Leah went to the wheat field to check the place where the change happened last night. She smelled a pungent stench, and some of the straw was blackened. The heavy rain had damaged the soil and damaged many traces, so apart from finding some small mouse-like footprints, even if Leah was an elite ranger, she could not find any more clues.

'What could it be? ' She'd been thinking about it, so Siegel didn't ask about the dwarf when he came back, just signaled that it was time to go.

They learned their lesson this day and stopped in a village called Straw Farm in the afternoon. Here they met a caravan that had just left Mora's Top and was about to head to the Hub Fort. Their wagons are full of dwarven treasures: vats of spirits, horns of subterranean creatures, refined steel ingots, powders for combustion and explosions, and several pieces of elaborate armor.

"Beautiful lady, I'm so lucky to meet you." The head of the caravan was an enthusiastic acquaintance, and quickly came up and said, "Where are you from? Can you tell me what's ahead? matter?"

When travelers meet, they will exchange information with each other, which can greatly reduce the possibility of bumping into trouble. There are also many tips on how to protect yourself, or go further, how to make your journey more convenient through the process of exchanging information.

I don't know how Leia talked to the people of this caravan, or it may be simply because she is too charming. In the evening, the caravan invited the two to dine together and talked about what happened on the top of Mora.

"Oh, ma'am, if possible, I don't really want to leave Mora's Peak at this time." The man said almost everything: "The dwarves came to the New World, starting from the first hammer on Mora's Peak, The year 674 is about to turn 674. I don't know why they're celebrating this number, but I know it's going to be a big one. The dwarves have come up with a lot of goodies, and they're going shopping for festive items. They're going to expand A series of blacksmithing, jousting and tasting competitions in honor of the patron saint of the dwarves. It will be a rare sight to see!"

"Why didn't you stay and see that?" Siegel asked

"I still have to support my family, lad." The man said with a smile, "When you have a son and three daughters, you can't travel as freely as you are now."

"I can't think of that right now." Siegel replied: "The old captain asked me to work hard to become a knight, and the sergeant wanted me to become a real noble, saying that I could get ahead. Although I don't know exactly what it feels like to be outstanding, But now I just have to work hard."

"To be a knight? Or to be knighted someday. That's a good idea, lad. When you become a nobleman one day, don't forget us poor people. If you can pay less tolls, I'll sing praises. is you."

"I can assure you of that. I hate the tax collectors, too," Siegel said. "When our big ships come into port, we pay a hundred gp in tax every time. God, I'm on board. It takes ten years to earn that much. Fortunately, it is time to venture out now, so there is no such expense.”

"There are also city gate tax, accommodation tax, bridge tax, and even garbage manufacturing tax. Haven't you been harassed by the lord's tax officer?"

"He is a knight's entourage, and he has always followed Sir Sir." The elf explained: "And now with me, the elf will not pay taxes to humans. We can't understand this kind of behavior."

The caravan people laughed and said, "Let's cheer for the tax-free gentlemen!"

A rush of hooves sounded from outside the village, accompanied by the clatter of metal armor. A few people looked out and saw that there were twenty full-armed dwarf warriors riding ragehounds (a huge and strong hunting dog), coming from the direction of the hub. They stopped in front of the caravan, looking heavily guarded.

Several furious dogs stuck their noses out, sniffed hard, and then roared loudly at Siegel and Leah. The dwarves either drew out their warhammers, or grabbed the flying axe, and surrounded the two of them. Three dwarves jumped off the dog, raised their shields, and drew their flails with their other hands.

"You have been arrested for allegedly attacking the post." A dwarf with thick eyebrows and beard that completely covered his expression announced loudly, "Don't forget to resist, we are happy to use force!"

When the caravan's people heard the words, they immediately backed away. They would never get involved in this kind of thing. Siegel was a little stunned, completely unaware of what was going on. The dwarves surrounded them with weapons, all fine and sharp weapons from the master dwarf blacksmiths. The two of them had no choice but to catch up.

Siegel's current home was a caged prison car, with shackles tied to his hands and feet and stone **** tied to the other end. The cage was so small and short that I could only bend over and sit in it. The prison cart was pulled by two large dogs, and was guarded by four alert dwarf warriors at all times. He saw Elf Leah in another car and was treated the same way. The two people are far apart, and communication is also prohibited. Fortunately, the dwarves don't have a bad habit of abusing prisoners, so as long as they don't try to escape and stay in the cage honestly, the dwarves are still very easy to get along with. The bushy-haired dwarf was named "Gerald-Bumbag", and he was the captain of the dwarf squad. Except for him, all other dwarves are not allowed to talk to the two prisoners, only the captain has the right to deal with the prisoners' affairs. This includes distributing food and water, determining where to rest, and arranging toilet visits.

The dwarves confiscated the two people's belongings, and they naturally discovered Leia's elven weapon. Also as good blacksmiths, the dwarves were able to tell that these weapons were from the New Forest and were assigned to the Border Rangers, which caught Gerald's attention.

"Keep an eye on that elf, and be careful of her escaping." The dwarf instructed: "These little guys will always disappear!"

Siegel was locked up as a prisoner for the first time, a new experience, but after a few hours he started to get bored. A few days later, his legs were sore, his **** was completely paralyzed, and his wrists were red and swollen. But compared with these physical pains, it is impossible to practice martial arts, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com can't shoot arrows either, and the boring days when he can't even ride a horse is unbearable - the iron cage imprisoned his free heart. One day he couldn't take it anymore, so he called Gerald.

"What's the matter, kid!" Every time the dwarf spoke, the hair on his face was shaking, and he shouted, "It's impossible to add meat to dinner, I've told you many times!"

"I don't want meat." Siegel said, "Can you give me those books, I'm so bored in the prison car."

"What are these books for?" the dwarf asked.

"Two diaries, one seems to be an experimental manual, and the other is a cipher book." Siegel answered honestly: "I just want to pass the time, or can you help me find some other books?"

"Then wait a moment."

The prisoners' things were put together, and the books were quickly found. The dwarf opened it, found nothing hidden inside, and threw the book to him.

"Don't play tricks, even if you are a mage, it is impossible to escape from the prison cart."

"I'm going to be a knight in the future," Siegel said.

"Knights? What's so good about human knights?" The dwarf laughed: "Except for a few who were brave, the others were beaten up in the Battle of North River (orc invasion). They also attracted the orcs to break the elves' front. , really incompetent. If we hadn't come forward, I guess Waterdeep is now full of orcs!"

Siegel pouted. He had never experienced the Battle of Beihe, so naturally he had nothing to say. But with the code book in his hands, he has something else to do.