Chapter 511: Even if we don't know each other (3)
"Lizards running in the desert,
I don't know the preciousness of sunlight;
teal roaming in the lake,
I don't know what it's like to be thirsty.
Oh dear listeners,
Make friends with wise men,
You will know the true meaning of life;
Make friends with knowledge,
You'll come up with a clever plan in a dilemma. ”
Humming a tune from an unknown region, Varro grabbed a short black wooden staff and happily tapped it between the rock walls.
This inconspicuous-looking black wood wand is actually a detection wand sold by the Tower of Order, and the body of the wand is made of a type of tree called the "Phantom Umbrella" around Waterdeep, which is not only strong and durable, but also slightly stronger than ordinary wood for amplification magic.
The Detective Wand wielded by the Traveling Writer contains more than a dozen secret passage perception spells waiting to be activated, a prophecy magic that can detect hidden secret passages in the Leyline Maze and identify traps placed in secret passages.
But with the exception of famous writers and wizards like Varro, ordinary people simply don't have the financial resources to take a day trip to the Leylines Maze with a bundle of detection wands. This extravagant preparation was enough to make the wizard apprentices who joined the adventure team in order to earn tuition fees be angry.
Not far from the nimble, big-bellied writer, Cole draws his sword out and pushes it back in boredom, while Hokun tries to focus on the fat rapper.
"If you want to find the ruins of the Leyline Labyrinth," finally protested Cole, who was finally a little impatient, "Mr. Varro, why don't you go and ask the ghosts and lichs hired by Master Idrir? A crystal ball, planetarium, or divination bowl can see much more than you can see in these piles of stones. ”
Varro shrugged his shoulders and turned his head in his fashionable little apple bowler: "The magic of the prophecy system is not as omnipotent as we think a lot of times, my dark-skinned friend. Yes, in Waterdeep, there are several dwarf mages who have opened their prophetic magic houses, and these funny-looking little dwarfs wear fancy bells and whistles, full of gold stars and silver moons, and smoke their customers to the point of trance by burning all sorts of strange spices with beautiful incense burners brought by southern merchants. And they stare at the crystal ball and say strange sentences that don't make sense and must rhyme, as if they were legendary prophets and great prophets. ”
"But this vaudeville is not the same thing as prophetic magic, friend. The non-mainstream wizard who didn't look like a spellcaster at all shook his detection wand, "Sometimes, some wizards will try to communicate with the angels of the Heavenly Mountains or the demons of the bottomless abyss, or the silent but long-lived elemental lords who have lived to near eternal life in an attempt to get some answers. But this is not a prophecy, it can only be regarded as an off-the-field help. We don't know anything about the future, and prophetic magic can only help us know what is happening. It allows us to see things that are happening in distant places, to see the traps hidden behind this stone wall, and that's it!"
"Even many times, we just need to know something that happened at a certain point in time in a certain place, not everything that has happened, is happening, and will happen in this universe from the past to the future. This is a realm that the gods can't easily set foot in, and there's no need to take it too seriously, my drow friend!"
In Varro's tirade, Coren silently pressed his hand to his face and groaned in his own language, "I shouldn't have asked this guy that stupid question." ”
"Even if you don't ask, he'll find a chance to talk, Cologne. His brother replied. "But think about it, we don't have to take care of those pesky dwarves, we just have to walk around the ruins with this writer and get a gold coin in our account every day. ”
"And in the evening you can enjoy the best food in the big restaurant in Waterdeep. Cole adds, "Thinking about it that way, listening to his nagging isn't a problem." At least we were in much more pain when we listened to the priests in Morsoblay than we are now. ”
As the Drow warriors whispered to each other, they didn't notice that a light gray rat was crouching under the rubble, its small red eyes constantly strafing back and forth, staring at the makeshift squad of human wizards and Drow warriors.
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Mo Yun was making a spiritual connection with the mouse.
Establishing a spiritual connection with animals is also not an easy task for psykers. A mollusk like a snail or leech, their nervous system is too simple, their learning ability is too low, and they don't even have a long-term memory, trying to control their "mind" is tantamount to fighting against the innate chaotic nature of living things, which is basically a measure that outweighs the losses.
But rats are different, especially in this world where magic is overflowing, in addition to intelligent races such as humans, elves, dwarves, gnomes, halflings, and dragons, some rats will also gain mental enhancement under the influence of magic. This ordinary-looking rat will gain an intellectual and spiritual boost in the magical tide brought by the full moon, and will lose its superior intelligence after the full moon is over.
However, this kind of intellectual roller coaster on average once a month gives this mouse a mental strength that ordinary creatures do not have, and it is a good object for psychic ability connection.
It's just that this kind of rat, which can be regarded as a magical beast, is also a rare creature, and it is difficult to find one even in the magic pet store in Waterdeep, for a drow scout who has been forever excluded from the mainstream in Waterdeep, where to find such a small spy?
Behind Mo Yun, a black robe shimmered in the shadows.
Unlike the loose-fitting floor-mopping robes that were popular among surface wizards, this vestment is typically drow-style: narrow sleeves, a corseted waist, a cinched hem, and even the mermaid line of the robe's owner can be seen through the fabric.
And those dark patterns decorated with spiders, as well as low-key but gorgeous gem settings, are full of the characteristics of dark regions. But there is no doubt that every gem on it bears traces of magical strengthening.
Unlike the loose-fitting floor-mopping robes that were popular among surface wizards, this vestment is typically drow-style: narrow sleeves, a corseted waist, a cinched hem, and even the mermaid line of the robe's owner can be seen through the fabric.
And those dark patterns decorated with spiders, as well as low-key but gorgeous gem settings, are full of the characteristics of dark regions. But there is no doubt that every gem on it bears traces of magical strengthening.