Lord of Spells from Faerûn

The next day, the caravan was ready to leave the shallow water beach and continue on its way.

Before leaving, Imric made an appointment with everyone in the Dragonlance Adventure Group to meet at Dunan's Tavern in Waterdeep City.

Watching Imric and his party leave, Jerome sighed: "Lathander, we are so lucky to have such a powerful mage join us, hahaha, our Dragonlance Adventure Group will stay in the Lost City under the Mountain. A big deal!"

Hamlein also looked at the back of the black-robed mage with envy: "Yes, to be able to use the third-level magic so skillfully, he must be at least a sixth-level mage. He is still so young. Hey, the comparison between people is so irritating."

"Then you should work harder. Every day you are either making up gossip for people in the pub or playing the piano to seduce little girls. If you ask me, your human aesthetics are really ugly. Women must have thick muscles and thick breasts. Beards are sexy!”

The dwarf Zach slapped the bard hard on the back. In fact, he originally wanted to pat the head, but unfortunately Hamlein's height of 1.8 meters did not allow him to do so.

Hamlein shuddered after hearing this: "Um, are you sure you are talking about a woman?"

Domira rolled her eyes and yelled: "Stop making jokes here! We have helped Qianshuitan so much, why can't he repay us? Come with me to ask for money!"

Jerome scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well, to be precise, we didn't do much. Most of them were solved by Imrik."

Domira glared at the paladin: "Imric is a member of our Dragonlance adventure group, and we are here to help him answer a reward!"

The paladin nodded helplessly in agreement, but insisted: "Then when we see Imric, we will return it to him!"

Domira glanced at the paladin heartbrokenly, as if she couldn't believe that the person in front of her could say such a treasonous thing.

Just as the Dragonlance Adventure Group was having a fight, they were in the Lizard Swamp in the distance.

The warlock Kallis was listening to the angry roar of the lizard commander next to him with a gloomy face:

"Damn it! Damn it! A senior mage appeared from nowhere, and all my elites were wasted!"

"That's enough! Stop arguing. It makes my ears hurt. Next, I have to go back to the Troll Mountains to tell the organization what happened. And you are responsible for continuing to collect blood food for me. I don't care if you steal or Rob it, or buy it, in short, if you can't hand over enough sacrifices by then, you and I will both die!"

The Warlock growled darkly at the Lizard Lord.

The Lizard Commander suffocated when he heard the Warlock's words. He once had a glimpse of Kalis' mentor. The raging hell flames were so terrifying. If it fell into the hands of those people, death might not be final. destination.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I understand."

The magician hesitated and took out the magic storage ring for contact, but after thinking about it, he took it back. He had to correct his attitude to have a chance of survival, otherwise

There was a trace of fear in Kallis's eyes and he shook his head. This failure was indeed beyond his ability to stop. The mysterious mage was definitely very powerful, especially the spell that summoned the sandstorm released at the beginning. It had at least five rings. Although his level is not as good as that of his mentor, it is not far behind.

He sighed, summoned the wings of darkness and flew into the distance.

The next day, the caravan finally arrived in Waterdeep City.

Looking at the glorious and majestic city gate in front of him, Imrik couldn't help but feel excited.

‘At last we have arrived, the crown of the North, the glorious city. ’

Waterdeep is an important place of great harmony in Faerûn. It benefits from an excellent port, enlightened institutions, and a spirit of tolerance and a strong magical tradition. Good magicians trained in this tradition are always stronger than evil magicians. Waterdeep has all the applications, but it is not a melting pot. On the contrary, it is more like a jewelry grinder, smoothing the edges of individuals and letting their talents shine. There is nothing ironic about the title City of Splendor.

Of course, there is that person.

Imrik looked at the tallest mage tower standing in the city in the distance. Its owner was the legendary mage, Elminster Omar, the chosen one of the magic goddess Mystra.

It is precisely because of his existence that Waterdeep can stand out from Faerûn and become an independent and powerful city of wizards.

It is precisely because of him that the people of Waterdeep do not have to worry about the threat from the underground, the crazy legendary mage Halaster Blackrobe.

However, the wizard's tower in Waterdeep is just one of many resting places for Elminster, who spends most of his time in his base camp, the Shadowdale in northern Faerûn.

Waterdeep is protected by a wall that stretches from the southern end of the city to the northern end of the Dead City. This section of the Troll Wall (so named because it was mainly used to ward off trolls in its early days) is surrounded by cliffs over a hundred feet high. The wall towers above the reach of attackers. The climbing cliff section stretches along the edge of the city to the Troll Tower, or North Tower, and then turns back to the southern seaside.

There are four gates passing through this city wall: South Gate, Hemen, North Gate, and West Gate. Within the city walls, the city extends to the seaside, except in areas where the lords have issued edicts prohibiting construction. Areas prohibited from encroachment include the Dead City, the public streets, and the peaks of Waterdeep that extend around Castle Waterdeep.

The Guard divided the city into seven areas, also known as "boroughs." They are the Castle District, the Dead City, the Marina District, the North District, the Trade District, the Dock District, and the South District. Outsiders cannot find obvious signs of zoning in the city. Except for the dead city, there are no restrictions on the activities of all walks of life in various areas.

Imrik and his party were at the south gate at this time. After entering the city gate, they arrived at the south area, which is dedicated to caravan trade and provides necessary transportation vehicles and warehouses. Many poor and honest Waterdeep people live in this area.

After the black-robed mage left the caravan, he walked alone on the streets of the city. Waterdeep City was indeed the pearl of the west coast of Ferenc. Along the way, he saw all kinds of races, including a large number of professionals.

He even saw that in several shops selling magic supplies, the shopkeepers inside were actually magic apprentices. Such a dense number of professionals was probably only seen in Waterdeep in the entire Sword Coast.

Of course, in such a prosperous city, the real estate prices are ridiculously high. According to the gatekeeper at the city entrance, the nouveau riche in Waterdeep City all live in the coastal area, where there are private villas close to the sea.

There are also traditional nobles who live in the North District, where the most powerful people in Waterdeep City gather to control the center of power.

In these two areas, if you want to buy a large mansion as large as Dragon Blade Castle, you need at least 50,000 gold coins. In Beicheng, the price is doubled.

As for the Southern District, it is probably cheaper, maybe only ten or twenty thousand, but the houses here are generally small, which is really not used to Imrik, who is used to living in the Dabieye.

After some investigation, Imrik decided to temporarily stay in a high-end hotel. He hoped to gain something during this trip to the lost city under the mountain and purchase a property in the North District.

If you want to buy, buy the best. At this time, according to Imrik's investment philosophy, whether it is for value-added needs or accommodation environment needs, North District is the best choice.