An ordinary fantasy adventure in the continent of Faerun

"But although it's a beautiful thought, you should sleep first. After all, this ceremony is still very complicated. It's a blessing to be inaugurated successfully within a week."

Noshir walked to the corner and picked up the giant axe. To be honest, he didn't know much about this major event. Although he searched for information before crossing, it was really scattered and trivial.

He only knew that in the world line of Baldur's Gate 3, Eltoril seemed to have returned from Avernus in the end, although the whole city had been destroyed and many people died.

But he really didn't know the general plot, and he didn't even know where the legendary battle axe mentioned before was.

He only knew that the weapon did exist, but he had no confidence whether he could get it. Even if he got it, he might not meet the conditions for use. After all, it seems that all legendary weapons in this world have unique usage restrictions.

The reason why he wanted to return to Eltoril after completing his career promotion was entirely for motivation.

He put himself in danger with the idea that if he killed a certain number of demons, the panel would reward him with motivation points.

And it must be said that this possibility is actually quite high.

"Don't think too much about it."

Noshier walked towards the sleeping bag that had been laid out in advance. Living in the wilderness has greatly changed his living habits. He is not used to staying in a hotel, and he carries all his belongings with him, so he still has a bed to sleep in.

He had checked this broken house before. There were no hidden poisonous insects, and there were no signs of ferocious predators nearby. He should be able to sleep well tonight.

Noshier lay on his side and covered his body with his wings. He didn't need bedding. The weapon was at hand, and he was in the middle of the house.

After all, the wall had no defensive ability at all. If there was an accident in this position, there was still some distance to buffer. These were all experiences of survival in the wilderness.

While thinking about tomorrow's plan, he slowly fell asleep.

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The next morning, the morning mist was thick and the forest was covered with thick fog. It was still early and the sun was only a glimmer. It was gray.

Noshier opened his eyes. He had slept for more than nine hours from yesterday afternoon to now, which completely made up for the physical strength consumed in the past two days of desperate escape.

He took out a piece of cheese and a water bag from the package next to him, simply filled his stomach, and then carried the battle axe and walked out the door.

This time period is the fatigue period of nocturnal creatures, which is a good time to hunt those beasts.

In order to hold the ceremony, he needs to prepare some auxiliary materials. These auxiliary materials are very common in this forest. They are nothing more than some bones, herbs, branches of sufficient age or something else.

However, the main materials of the ceremony must use the hair, feathers, claws, bones and teeth of these three animals.

The best medium is undoubtedly bones or teeth, and the fresher the better.

But before that.

Noshir took out the pendant hanging around his neck. This wooden pendant was engraved with the holy emblem of Silvanus, the father of wild nature, and an oak leaf.

Speak with Animals! (Animals talk!)

If he was to perform ritual magic normally, he would need to draw an oak leaf symbolizing the holy emblem of Silvanus on a certain plane and pray devoutly, and then speak the spell to perform it successfully.

However, now with this pendant given to him by Harsin, he only needs to speak the spell to freely perform the animal talk spell.

However, this kind of symbolic emblem of a god cannot be used without corresponding faith, so, yes, Noshir has faith.

He believes in Silvanus, the god of wild nature, the main god of nature with a powerful divine power level.

In the world of Faerun, gods really exist and secretly influence the direction of the world. In the entire world of Toril, most mortals believe in a specific god.

Although Noshir was a time traveler, his previous memory was not complete, and he had lived in the Druid Camp for five years, so he naturally had a good impression of this powerful god who dominated the wilderness, nature, plants, animals and other fields.

There is no harm in believing in Silvanus. This god is a lawful neutral good god with a very broad doctrine. He almost never actively intervenes in mortal affairs. There is almost no loss in believing in him.

As for whether the gods will notice him as a time traveler, please, I am the embodiment of all things in nature and one of the most powerful gods in the world. Don’t say that I am a native native. Even if I really broke through the outer plane and came to the world of Toril, I wouldn’t even look at it.

This world has countless planes and planets. People from different worlds can freely travel between magic or technology to explore the outside universe. Even the optional characters created when playing the game have a race from the outer star realm. There is no need to worry about this.

Moreover, Noshir’s faith is not very firm. He can only be regarded as a shallow believer, so there is no need to worry.

Shaking his head to get rid of unnecessary thoughts, Noshier began to walk in the jungle. He needed to look for the footprints of bears or wolves, preferably bears, then eagles, and then wolves.

This forest is very large, and there must be a lot of large predators living in it, and Noshier only needs to borrow a little from them.

"Squeak, Mumu, is it safe outside? Has the big two-legged beast with wings left?"

"Don't talk! Guozi, that guy is looking over here."

Noshier looked towards an oak tree on the right following the sound. Between the branches and leaves of the tree canopy, two little squirrels were staring at him.

He gently put down his weapon, took out a dry nut from the small bag he carried with him, crushed the shell with his fingers, and then raised it in the direction of the two little guys.

"Don't be afraid, little guy, I can understand you."

Hearing the sound, the two little guys first shrank their heads, then climbed out curiously, but still did not choose to get close.

"Mumu, this weird guy said he can understand us!"

"I heard it, Guozi, but I won't believe him. He just wants to trick us down and eat us."

"No, no, you two little guys, if I want to eat, I won't just eat a little bit of you. I just want to ask you a few questions. After asking, I will put the food here and leave immediately."

After saying this, Noshier put the fruit directly under the tree roots, picked up the weapon and slowly retreated.

The little squirrel named Mumu looked down bravely and found that Noshier really seemed to have no desire to hunt.

"What do you want to ask? I don't know much, except that there is a nest of mice food hidden under the third tree over there. Can you dig it out?"

As he said this, he showed a greedy expression and pointed to a big tree over there. Don't ask how Noshier saw the expression.

"... I just want to know if there are any large predators nearby. I'm hungry and want to borrow some meat from them."

The little squirrel was immediately frightened and shrank his head back, and said it after a while.

"I don't know what you said, but I know there is a big river ahead from here. Sometimes those big guys go there to drink water. I don't know anything else."

River? Well, it's good to find a water source. Let's go there and take a look. The riverside is indeed the easiest place to find clues.

"Thank you for your information. I'll put the things here."

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