The treasure-digging carnival in Icewind Dale lasted for seven days.
But in addition to asking the wealthy households in the town to clear out all their inventories at a high price... The Northlanders who grew up in the ice and snow are very clear-headed, and they are accustomed to using force and do not care about a patient who has no other use than causing death.
Color scroll.
After all, not many people in the North are literate, let alone understand the mage's exclusive artifacts.
Of course, there are people everywhere who are greedy and rational, but although the undead will not easily deal with an ordinary person, the caravan from the south and the high-level mages who flew over from Faerun for several days can't.
Don't have that patience.
Although they won't rob, they have countless ways to let these guys open the door themselves.
If it weren't for the fact that the undead obviously didn't like the gangster style, and there was the God of War and his family on the nearby mountains, these latecomers wouldn't be so honest.
But when the Nese Scroll obviously didn't appear, they could endure it even if they arrived late and found few good things.
Anyway, as long as the undead buy something that is sure to be a rare item, they will raise the price and set up a stall outside... These elves seem to be able to appraise it, but their level is not high, and their judgment of the value of these rare items is relatively rough.
But the way they sell things is also very strange, and they leave no room for bargaining at all.
But... although the price is very high, there is basically no profit margin. Even if you go back and resell it, you can only make some traveling expenses.
But for most people, especially those caravans... they have come, and of course they have to leave with something that can be sold, and most of the rare objects are very small and can be carried in their arms.
gone.
There will also be less danger on the road.
Mages don't care anymore. Useful things can be bought everywhere anyway, and at most there is no advantage to be taken.
They have just been trying to know whether the undead can see the value of things before buying these warehouse foundations... This is a racial talent, not a skill learned later.
After all...ah, there are so many tin cans at the stall!
The undead did not realize that they had been lied to. That guy William would not let them use identification skills on things that did not belong to them.
They also open blind boxes, okay?
But...blind boxes are so fun! But the quantity is too small.
In such a large ten towns, the public treasury and private warehouses did not even last half a day!
William, this guy, always likes to play little tricks like this that are limited to a limited time. As soon as he felt a little excited, he stopped going.
What a pity... If anyone could pick something of high enough value, the world would be shocked for a while!
The 10-gold item was eventually bought by the NPC for thousands or even tens of thousands of gold. Who wouldn’t want to play this kind of exciting activity?
Isn't it just a test of the ability to observe various things?
If a capable person picks 10 or so items, even if he doesn't make a lot of money, he won't lose money!
Damn William, curse him to have a daughter like Selûne after he marries Shar!
Fortunately, some people dug mouse holes and found some strange little things...a small ring that can assist people in climbing and jumping~a primary dimensional bag with 1 cubic meter, a dead weight of 15 kilograms, and a content that can weigh up to 250 kilograms~
It seems that some guys with unique professions who can easily be beaten to death are hiding in it.
Although it is useless to the undead, after all, their own ones are better, but they can be sold for at least 2,000 gold! The clean and undamaged kind can even be sold for 2,200 gold!
This is a business without capital...it's really exciting!
Most of the undead people feel that those white dragons... as long as their feet touch the ground, they always want to collect tolls. It is not incomprehensible. Hehe~
Moreover, the price of items is measured based on the recycling price of the system, and there are undead people in Hill's store who are squeezing the bottom line. Of course, they are very confident... They have to sacrifice their time to play and set up a stall. Of course, they have to have a satisfactory price!
Otherwise, they might as well throw it to Hill together!
On the contrary, the aboriginal people of the Ten Ice Wind Towns, who had always viewed them as lunatics, have now begun to imitate their undead tribe in digging rat holes.
It's a pity... Hehe, they can only try their luck on the ice fields outside.
Hum ~ The undead go out to fight, leaving no grass behind!
He watched with satisfaction that the group of Northlanders were about to dig out the undead at the feet of Tempus, although it was a bit regretful that they did not find the very valuable Nese Scroll... The old dog's idea was recognized by those NPCs!
Especially little Edna, who they watched grow up, was still discussing with Old Snow Dog why not put the library in the hidden town... After all, all the mages who can afford the reading fee can fly.
Yes, there is no need to help them consider transportation issues.
Tempus stood on a high mountain, holding his chest and observing the little girl named Edna.
He, Luskan and Hidden Town were neighbors across the mountain, and he was quite familiar with this little girl... Of course, the main person he was observing at that time was the mage master recognized by the White Dragon Queen Alvia.
He really didn't feel that Edna had anything similar to Midnight...except that she was very talented in spells and had a somewhat stubborn personality.
However, this is nothing special. It is normal for the descendants of Azuth and Black Eyes to have high talents.
As for stubbornness...there are a few mages who are not stubborn.
He glanced into the distance. The Manx carriage arrived only half a day later than Edna. The black-haired mage was walking among the short and sparse shrubs and pine trees in the town.
It seems... this person at least knows that Nese Scrolls can be hidden in branches.
However, Tempus still feels that if one of the two is really Mystra, it can only be Edna.
Given the nature of the Midnight Lady, even if she loses most of her soul, she will not cooperate with evil forces... This is due to the deep-rooted hatred for the Three Gods of Death and Cyric.
This is also the reason why she cannot accept the evil mage.
Tempus felt that she blamed all the misfortunes in her life on evil... In fact, there was nothing wrong. The reason why the Years of Turmoil appeared was because during that period, evil took over the mainstream of Toril?
For a madman like Melkor to be that strong, isn't it because mortals are too afraid of death that will come when they don't know when?
What people are most afraid of is not being able to see clearly.
It's about seeing clearly but not intending to change, knowing that one must compromise, but not intending to compromise at all.
Risking your life to gamble with a cunning guy like Ao...Tsk, tsk, did you lose the bet?
Tempus shook his head to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling. He has always been very self-aware and would never risk his own life.
So when he found out what Ao wanted, he hurriedly took the initiative to bring his children to the door... How could a loser like Garagos know how to find Talos to cooperate? I don't know how much effort it took him!
After all, it is not easy for his followers to get into the upper echelons of Garagos's small temple. He has to be careful and never let such a loyal child be exposed.
Then I looked at Edna, who was surrounded by the undead... The little girl was imagining the town she would be in charge of in the future, and how prosperous it would be with the Nese Great Library... Tsk, it still doesn't look like it.
Then why do Shar and Selune plus Laxander pay so much attention to her?
Tempus didn't think there was anything exciting that the three guys could watch together... except for Mystra.
Tempus always felt that there was something wrong with Edna, but he couldn't figure it out yet.
A bit scratching my head!
"Father." The red knight asked curiously from behind him, "What are you worried about?"
"It's nothing! I'm watching the dead, it's really interesting." Tempus doesn't want his daughter to care too much about the Road of Destiny... The Red Knight, who is good at strategy, likes to decipher the secrets very much.
But the more you care about this kind of thing, the more likely it is that problems will arise.
Forget about the thick-skinned Uthgar. Anyway, it’s not that easy to completely fall. He will return after a few hundred years of tossing. No matter what, with him here, the barbarian believers will not abandon Uthgar so early.
Ga.
His beautiful and lovely daughter cannot be unlucky... Although he will definitely try to resurrect her, it would be uncomfortable to float in such a messy place as the star world for several years!
The God of War, who didn't realize how double-standard his thoughts were, smiled and said to his good daughter: "Isn't it fun to fight with them?"
"Yes!" the red knight said happily, "They are very good at teamwork and know how to cooperate. When I use magic, no one stands in front of me!"
"That's good." Tempus looked down at the mountain, "I plan to ask them to find a place in Icewind Dale to build the temple hall that can teleport."
"Father?" the red knight asked in confusion, "But they... won't change their faith, right?"
"They are not very respectful to their faith, much like the original elves... but Ao tolerated them." Tempus said softly, "This is not a small thing... The era of elves has long passed.
There are some things that I need to observe carefully for a while.
You too, my daughter, use your shrewd and calm mind to take a good look at these elves and find out why Ao looks at them differently.
Any little thing he does may be related to Toril's fate for hundreds of years.
The reason why we can remain neutral to this day is because I have never been an enemy of Ao's will... and it will be the same in the future.
Go! Like that Edna, go among the undead.
Since they will take a high look at that little mage girl, they will definitely like you too."
The red knight nodded, flicked his long black braid, summoned his beloved horse and war dog, and went all the way down the mountain.
"And you!" Tempus turned to look at Uthgar standing behind the big stone, "Let your followers who have hot tempers and don't like to listen to others, don't provoke the undead! Do you hear me?"
"Barbarians are not afraid of fighting!" Uthgar said angrily.
"Then the whole family fell, and the foundation of your faith completely collapsed?" Tempus resisted the urge to curse... This guy is also your own son! No matter how disgusted you are, you can't just throw him away!
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