The first place Alamir wants to go is Ximen Port.
Not just because the word Ximen reminded him of Ximen Chuixue.
The west gate is located on the Dragon Coast, which is on the south bank of the inner lake called Dragon Lake. It is the narrowest part of Dragon Lake - only more than thirty miles wide at the entrance.
"Everything has a price." This saying first spread because of Ximen Port.
This is an extremely open commercial city. Here, faith is not as good as gold coins. Of course, Ximen people will not say this openly, but the citizens of Ximen are proud that Ximen is an open city: open to all races, Open to all faiths, and—
Open to all currencies.
The aristocratic rulers of Ximen all came from wealthy merchant families. They believed that personal ethics may be used in private matters, but they will never appear in the business world.
This strong desire to pursue money and trade has become the mainstream of Ximen from top to bottom, and has also made Ximen Port an extremely charming and dangerous city.
In Ximen, worshiping evil gods is just a common thing, including the temples or altars of Benshaba, Mara, Shar and Talona. As long as it can bring benefits, Ximen people welcome them. Although they openly oppose evil gods, there is no doubt that they do exist.
Some gods, such as Ilmamat, Talos, Mask and Lovita, are even the favorites of several corrupt noble families.
This openness has led to a certain degree of chaos, the most typical of which are thieves. These thieves regard some of their actions as ordinary high-profit businesses: smuggling, slave trading, spying on intelligence, lending, and assassinations. In Ximen, , as long as they bring enough profits to the family behind them, these are considered semi-legal businesses.
The largest and most famous is a thieves' guild called the Night Masks: they have controlled an area of Westgate nearly as large as its official ruler. The Night Mask's assassins, blackmailers, and menaces are all waiting for a price, and their biggest customers are the noble families who often obstruct the union on the table.
It's almost like a place in Alamire's memory.
In addition, the name Ximen reminded Alamir of Ximen Chuixue, so he had to go and see it.
However, Gaoyue is still a long way from the west gate. Alamire now has two roads to choose from. One is to take the water route. He needs to cross the south side of Thunder Peak again and go south along the Aken River to exit the valley. Enter Sambia, then disembark to Serlen and take a boat to Port Simon.
It has to be said that this is a very long waterway. It takes more than 3 months from Gaoyue to Sellen. The advantage is that the road is calm. However, the road south of the Aken River is deserted and it is rare to get a boat. The distance from Sellen to West Gate is a long one, almost two months, and there are pirates, cultists, and murlocs plundering along the way.
The second is to continue heading southeast, passing through the Bow Forest, and then go directly west into Cormyr. After crossing the desert there, arrive at Uraspil, where there are large ships that can directly reach Simon Port. The entire journey is estimated to take 3 months. That's it.
The disadvantage is that you have to go through Cormyr... This is also a chaotic country ruled by thieves, lichs, warlords and big businessmen. I am an elf... I am afraid that I am a little kid holding money to get through the bustling city. a feeling of.
As Alamir was lying on the bed, he suddenly felt the urge to go back and practice for another thirty to fifty years before leaving the mountain.
Although his current strength is enough to deal with most problems, after all Alarmir inquired, in fact, the mid-level combat power can be regarded as the talker or top thug of an ordinary group, but it is not enough to face the big forces.
This is not a game, you can load it, in case it crashes...or rather...is captured and used as a slave... When Alamil thought of the captured elves, Not only was he a little worried about what he had experienced.
Damn it, I am the Sword Master and the descendant of the Sword Demon, the majestic Lord of Hamburg. At the age of 73, I can run rampant in the Underdark and participate in legendary battles. Why are you so scared now? If it doesn't work, you can shake people. I believe the red dragon can solve most problems.
Alamir thought of the Dragon Oath Gem and the two-headed demons he could summon at any time, and felt a lot more at ease.
In the next two days, Alamir wandered around Gaoyue, using his homemade tools to purify the purchased spices, preparing various poisons and medicines for adventure, and asking about the way to Ximen Port.
However, between tomorrow and the accident, the latter will come first.
"Your Excellency Alamir." When Alamir poured Fitzburn's fireball hot sauce on the macaroni with interest, he looked at the mage opposite who was leisurely.
"Call me Green Leaf." The reappearance of the mage named Apa made Alamir feel depressed and unhappy that he had not escaped surveillance yet: "Have you been waiting for me?"
"Half a month ago, I returned to Gaoyue. As a member of Lauzien Tower, I live in Gaoyue. I thought you had arrived in Gaoyue a long time ago, but I didn't expect to see you in the city yesterday. No trace." The mage held the herbal tea in his hand with a calm expression.
"Every young elf can't resist the urge to take risks. Gaoyue is the most famous town nearby. I think there is a high probability that I will meet you here."
The mage explained to Alamir the reason why he met him in a graceful manner, and Alamir nodded.
"Sir Appa, it's a pleasure to meet you in Gaoyue. The fried sparrow fish here is good. Would you like to order one?"
"Speaking of fried sparrow fish, my favorite here is the spinach salad, which tastes the same as the one in the deep forest valley." Apa said with emotion, and then he snapped his fingers, and soon, someone served the dish.
It seems that this mage is a frequent visitor here.
"It seems that you are very satisfied with the dishes here." Alamir watched the half-elf elegantly eat the spinach salad that he had eaten for decades and almost vomited, put down his fork, and then picked up the juice next to him.
"Gartru!" (Elvish: Cheers)
Half-elves are like this. On the one hand, they hate the discrimination against them by the elves, and on the other hand, they are obsessed with the customs of the elves. Alamir's elf-aristocratic behavior just now was telling him that it was time for him to get out.
Obviously, Alamir's treatment of the mage made him feel somewhat useful, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Lord Luye, I'm not here just to have lunch with you." The mage teased his familiar, a raven, with great interest.
"There is a caravan recently. They are bringing a batch of goods to Cormyr. They visited the Tower of Lauzin a few days ago and want me to recommend some good people. I believe that the reward will definitely satisfy you." After finishing speaking. , the magical light flashed, and a ring appeared in the mage's palm.
"Apa's Ring of Disguise can cast disguise once a day and lasts for 36 hours." A ring made of mithril and inlaid with opal was pushed over by the mage.
"As an elf, you will inevitably be coveted while walking outside. This ring can help you avoid some minor troubles." The mage looked at him leisurely.
"Cormyr?" Alamir raised his head, and an invisible force began to spread in the air.
"As a psychic, I believe you have various means to detect whether I have malicious intentions." The mage said openly, not minding the probing of Alamir's psychic energy.
"Why are you looking for me?" Alamir stared at Appa. This mage gave him the impression that he was from Gondor, and he looked like he had pearls of wisdom in his hands.
In other words, the mages are all so polite but arrogant.
"Cormyr is very dangerous. The trade routes are full of bandits, monsters and cultists, but the profits brought by this trade route also make many people crazy."
"Gao Yue still has trade with Cormyr?" Alamir activated his perception and found that everything from psychic detection to the other party's heartbeat, breathing, etc. was normal.
"Of course, elven items are hard currency in Cormyr, and Cormyr's goods are also very popular in Gaoyue." Apa said with a smile.
"The Sword of the Deep Forest?"
"No, the Sword of the Deep Forest is the Sword of the Deep Forest, I am me." The mage laughed.
: "Mages are always short of money. In order to go further on the road of magic, I have to find some ways to make money."
"I happen to have a cooperative caravan that is about to transport a batch of goods to Cormyr. It would be great if you could join me during the transportation." Apa lowered his head and sipped her herbal tea:
"Judging from the means you can easily deal with the followers of the Dark King, your strength is far superior to that of elves of your age, and even me is far inferior. I have no confidence to conflict with you outside the mage tower, and you, It seems that you happen to be traveling and looking for some adventure?”
"Keep talking..."
Alamir admitted that he was a little moved.
"As you wish!" The mage snapped his fingers, and the invisible barrier opened:
"I think we can have a good talk..."
