As Ivy dropped the seventh-ring spell slot into the golden cup, the golden consecrated water in the cup immediately began to bubble up.
Ivy poured the golden holy water containing the secret of resurrection on Gail's miserable dead body.
As the holy water penetrated deeper into Gale's skin and muscles, the self-proclaimed genius wizard immediately made new movements.
Gale's body floated under the magic, and the disgusting liquid he coughed up before his death was purified. The broken arm that was healed by Ivy's spell also sprouted new granulations, and soon grew into a complete palm. The holy water in the golden cup continued to heal all the wounds on Gale's body, restored his lost limbs, and also purified his direct cause of death - an unknown toxin.
Before the purple-robed wizard opened his eyes, Ivy hid the golden cup again.
After waking up, Gale flexed and stretched his fingers, then began to touch his cheeks and body, and even lifted his collar to touch the mark of the orb of destruction.
After confirming that everything was just as he remembered, he shouted happily, "You did it! Oh! Ha! It feels great to be alive!"
The joy of rebirth can always infect others, and Ivy couldn't help but smile.
Gail took a step forward and came to Ivy, grabbed Ivy's arms with both hands and shook them up and down.
"You've done so much for me! And for other lives in Faerun! No matter what, I have to thank you very much! Oh! I don't even know you! Considering that we are strangers, your act of lending a helping hand is even more noble!" Gale pulled out an arm that was busy shaking hands and pressed it against his chest, "Please allow me to introduce myself! I, Gale Dekalios, am the Archmage from Waterdeep! Although I know that the title of 'Archmage' does not match my performance, please believe that I am definitely not that bad in normal times!"
"I can see that. A wizard who uses a magic pocket and security protocols to keep a scroll of complete resurrection is definitely not an ordinary person. By the way, I like your scale riddle." Ivy pulled his hand away from Gale unnoticeably and returned the props that Gale used for resurrection - the wooden flute and the small bag of sewing threads - to him.
Gale smiled. "My creativity is indeed impressive, isn't it? What should I call you? The... charming bard?"
"Ivy Dum." Ivy took down the lute and plucked a cheerful melody. "I'm from the astral plane. I just arrived at the Sword Coast of Faerun five minutes ago. I plan to have an unforgettable adventure in this continent full of conspiracies and intrigues, and find inspiration for great creations! In fact, the latter is the main purpose."
"Astral?" Gale asked cautiously. "You didn't come from the Nautilus, did you?"
"I came out of a great wizard's portal to another world," Ivy pointed his thumb at the teleportation circle behind him, "When I came out, I saw you covered in blood and with a broken hand. I was really scared. Who harmed a great wizard to this extent?"
"It was a series of mistakes and terrible luck." Gale sighed, "But fortunately, I met you, otherwise I would have really died without a burial place... Oh, I have a very urgent dilemma to deal with. I need a priest, a doctor, preferably a surgeon, or someone who is particularly good at using knitting needles."
"I do know some healing spells, but they won't do anything for the little bug in your brain." Ivy spread his hands to indicate that the current situation was very tricky.
"You knew I was infected with the mind flayer's parasite?" Gale asked warily.
"Relax, remember? I said I was from the Astral Plane, and there are always Githyanki in the Astral Plane who rob ordinary merchant ships in the name of hunting down mind flayers." Ivy's words undoubtedly convinced Gale.
"You're right. Well, it seems I need to go on my own." Gale sighed, "I hope you can find the inspiration for your masterpiece soon, Ivy."
"I think we should act together, a great wizard with parasites in his brain, seeking redemption in the wilderness. I'm curious whether you will turn into a mind flayer, or whether you will be able to see the sun safely in seven days. Maybe I'll have the chance to compose a song of nirvana and rebirth for you!" Ivy plucked the lute again, playing a sad chord.
"Why not? I thought you wouldn't want to travel with someone who's about to turn into a monster... Share the parasites, reduce the parasites by half, that's about it." Gail was obviously surprised by Ivy's request to form a team. He had no reason to ask a normal person to travel with himself, a parasite.
"The parasites are reduced by half? Having half a worm in the brain is much more terrifying than having a complete one." Ivy curled his lips.
Gale obviously felt uncomfortable. He did not dwell on the problem any longer. Instead, he explained his next plan to Ivy: "When I fell from the Snail Shell, I roughly observed the terrain here. The big river not far away must be the Chongsa River. As long as we follow the river all the way down, we will reach Baldur's Gate. I plan to rush there. The Pearl of Sword Coast must have the doctor I need."
"Lead the way, Archmage Gale of Waterdeep." Ivy plucked the lute and played a few notes ready to go.
"What a nostalgic name. I haven't heard that name for a long time since I lost my talent." Gale identified the direction and then looked at the mountain road extending upward. "We need to find a high point to confirm the direction and observe the terrain. There should be a trade road extending from Eltoril to Baldur's Gate nearby."
"Another familiar name." Ivy played a few nostalgic notes. "I met a tiefling warlock in the Astral Plane. He was lost in the Astral Plane due to a portal accident. His hometown is Eltoril."
"Portal accident? It's good to be alive! In fact, this is the first time I heard of someone surviving a portal accident!" Gale pushed aside the branches in front of him and chatted with Ivy as they moved forward. Although this would greatly increase their risk of being ambushed, for a mage who always hid in the Mage Tower in Waterdeep, one couldn't expect him to have much common sense in adventure.
As for Ivy, the Sword Master is not afraid of surprise attacks.
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"Ha - how did you do it? Singing and climbing the mountain at the same time, without even taking a breath..." Gale stopped, holding his knees, "I thought you singers were like mages, physically weak idiots..."
"There's a man-made structure over there, Gail," Ivy looked at the ancient ruins not far away, "It looks like a tomb or a chapel or something like that."
"Really?" Gail straightened up immediately. "Maybe we can get some kind people to help us! Just like you helped me!"
"Don't run so fast! Gale! I don't think there would be any good people in a wild ruin!" Although he said so, Ivy had no intention of reaching out to stop Gale, and still played a few notes for him that represented reckless adventure.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?" a halfling standing on a box said angrily, "This is not the place for you!"
"Calm down!" Gale saw the halfling's weapons, including the long sword on his back and the dagger on his waist. "We have no ill intentions, we are just taking a look around!"
"Just wandering around? Then go to the mausoleum and take away all the treasures? Or are you looking for the ship that fell from the sky? It doesn't matter, everything is ours, even the things on you!" The halfling obviously didn't believe Gale's words, "Go! Kill them!"
Seeing the halfling draw the long sword from his back, Gale finally realized that there were no kind people in front of him, but a group of robbers who were robbing tombs.
Before the halfling bandit's sword hit his knee, Gaal stretched out his free hands, a loud thunder exploded in his hands, and the halfling who had just assumed an attacking stance flew into the air with his hands dancing.
Unfortunately, behind the halfling bandit was a sunken corridor, and there was nothing for the halfling to hold on to, so the meaningless exclamation that came out of his mouth became his last words.
As Gale and other bandits in the ruins stretched their heads to check whether the halfling was dead or alive, Ivy threw a ball of fire that hit the rope on the wooden crane. A huge stone bar was hanging under the crane. Although it looked stable, it was actually fully loaded.
Therefore, Ivy's small flaming arrow immediately triggered a chain reaction. The giant stone bar smashed into the square below with a fierce wind, and the three unlucky robbers standing on it fell deeper into the mausoleum.
There was a sound of breaking stones and bones, and three more bandits went to accompany the halfling who started the fight.
"Look what you have done!" On another platform opposite to the platform under the feet of Gail and Ivy, the only surviving female human bandit shouted angrily and shot an arrow.
Ivy moved half a body length in a waltzing circle, without stopping her mouth or hands. "It's obvious. It will bring you a painful death."
The melody played by the lute crushed the female bandit's mind. She suddenly burst into laughter without warning, so hysterically that she fell to the ground and could not move.
"Magic Missiles!" Gale took this opportunity to point his finger, and a series of red fluorescent missiles flew out from his fingertips, completely ending the female bandit's unaesthetic laughter.
"This is so thrilling!" Gale wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Is that Tasha's Laughter? I've never seen anyone cast this spell with just a lute! The cooperation of two spellcasters is really powerful. I am confident that I can reach Baldur's Gate within seven days!"
While Gale was talking, Ivy had already started to plunder the gold coins in the pockets of the robbers. Although the legendary spellcaster Ivy was a wealthy man who would never worry about gold, Gale's new friend, the bard Ivy, was not. For the sake of his perfect personality, Ivy could endure the stench of blood on the corpses and personally stand beside them and play the lute.
"You use the Mage's Hand to loot supplies?" Gale looked shocked, watching the ghostly blue arm moving in and out of the pockets of the robbers to the rhythm of Ivy's music.
"So what? You can't ask me to put my hands in their dirty pockets!" Ivy sneered at Gail's fuss.
"Okay, once you've taken every last gold coin from them, we'll set off for Baldur's Gate right away." Gail didn't stop Ivy, but chose to wait for him to finish the search.
"No, we have to go down and take a look." Ivy looked at the hole in the mausoleum square that was smashed by the giant stone slab. "This seems to be a bedroom. There are many sleeping bags in it."
"Are you crazy?" Gale disagreed. "I'm sure there are a lot of bandits waiting for us down there! The parasites in my brain are still hungry!"
"But we need all the adventure equipment, sleeping bags, tents, supplies and clean water. Don't tell me that when the Mind Flayer invited you out of your home, they thoughtfully asked you to pack the adventure supplies." Ivy pointed out the things that Gale was missing one by one. "I thought I would appear outside a settlement, so I didn't bring these things. It seems that the archmage is not as familiar with Baldur's Gate as he said."
"I'm afraid you're right." Gale nodded in compromise and stood beside the big hole in the square with Ivy. "Should we jump from here? The falling rocks must have alarmed the other bandits."
Ivy shook his head: "Listen carefully! There are sounds of fighting down there, maybe we can catch them off guard!"
Gale put his ear to the entrance of the cave doubtfully and listened with bated breath, but he heard nothing except the occasional breeze blowing across the cliff.
"The battle is almost over, we have to go down quickly, otherwise we won't be able to drink the soup in time!" Ivy jumped and jumped into the hole in the square.
"Hey! Wait for me!" Gail also wanted to replicate Ivy's cool movements, but after looking at the three bloody robbers at the bottom of the pit, he finally grabbed the edge of the pit and hung his body down.
Just as Ivy said, in addition to the three robbers trapped under the stone slabs, there were a few messy beds in the room. As for the other furniture in the room, they had been eroded by time and were in a state of disrepair.
"Did you really hear the sound of fighting?" Gale dusted off his robe and looked at the only door in the room. "Are they waiting for us behind the door?"
boom!
The violent explosion completely destroyed the ancient door panel, and the flying debris hit Gale all over.
"Tsk'va! (Githyanki: Damn!) Let me send them to hell!" A githyanki female warrior in silver armor quickly passed the open door and rushed towards several bandits lying in the corridor.
Ivy poured the golden holy water containing the secret of resurrection on Gail's miserable dead body.
As the holy water penetrated deeper into Gale's skin and muscles, the self-proclaimed genius wizard immediately made new movements.
Gale's body floated under the magic, and the disgusting liquid he coughed up before his death was purified. The broken arm that was healed by Ivy's spell also sprouted new granulations, and soon grew into a complete palm. The holy water in the golden cup continued to heal all the wounds on Gale's body, restored his lost limbs, and also purified his direct cause of death - an unknown toxin.
Before the purple-robed wizard opened his eyes, Ivy hid the golden cup again.
After waking up, Gale flexed and stretched his fingers, then began to touch his cheeks and body, and even lifted his collar to touch the mark of the orb of destruction.
After confirming that everything was just as he remembered, he shouted happily, "You did it! Oh! Ha! It feels great to be alive!"
The joy of rebirth can always infect others, and Ivy couldn't help but smile.
Gail took a step forward and came to Ivy, grabbed Ivy's arms with both hands and shook them up and down.
"You've done so much for me! And for other lives in Faerun! No matter what, I have to thank you very much! Oh! I don't even know you! Considering that we are strangers, your act of lending a helping hand is even more noble!" Gale pulled out an arm that was busy shaking hands and pressed it against his chest, "Please allow me to introduce myself! I, Gale Dekalios, am the Archmage from Waterdeep! Although I know that the title of 'Archmage' does not match my performance, please believe that I am definitely not that bad in normal times!"
"I can see that. A wizard who uses a magic pocket and security protocols to keep a scroll of complete resurrection is definitely not an ordinary person. By the way, I like your scale riddle." Ivy pulled his hand away from Gale unnoticeably and returned the props that Gale used for resurrection - the wooden flute and the small bag of sewing threads - to him.
Gale smiled. "My creativity is indeed impressive, isn't it? What should I call you? The... charming bard?"
"Ivy Dum." Ivy took down the lute and plucked a cheerful melody. "I'm from the astral plane. I just arrived at the Sword Coast of Faerun five minutes ago. I plan to have an unforgettable adventure in this continent full of conspiracies and intrigues, and find inspiration for great creations! In fact, the latter is the main purpose."
"Astral?" Gale asked cautiously. "You didn't come from the Nautilus, did you?"
"I came out of a great wizard's portal to another world," Ivy pointed his thumb at the teleportation circle behind him, "When I came out, I saw you covered in blood and with a broken hand. I was really scared. Who harmed a great wizard to this extent?"
"It was a series of mistakes and terrible luck." Gale sighed, "But fortunately, I met you, otherwise I would have really died without a burial place... Oh, I have a very urgent dilemma to deal with. I need a priest, a doctor, preferably a surgeon, or someone who is particularly good at using knitting needles."
"I do know some healing spells, but they won't do anything for the little bug in your brain." Ivy spread his hands to indicate that the current situation was very tricky.
"You knew I was infected with the mind flayer's parasite?" Gale asked warily.
"Relax, remember? I said I was from the Astral Plane, and there are always Githyanki in the Astral Plane who rob ordinary merchant ships in the name of hunting down mind flayers." Ivy's words undoubtedly convinced Gale.
"You're right. Well, it seems I need to go on my own." Gale sighed, "I hope you can find the inspiration for your masterpiece soon, Ivy."
"I think we should act together, a great wizard with parasites in his brain, seeking redemption in the wilderness. I'm curious whether you will turn into a mind flayer, or whether you will be able to see the sun safely in seven days. Maybe I'll have the chance to compose a song of nirvana and rebirth for you!" Ivy plucked the lute again, playing a sad chord.
"Why not? I thought you wouldn't want to travel with someone who's about to turn into a monster... Share the parasites, reduce the parasites by half, that's about it." Gail was obviously surprised by Ivy's request to form a team. He had no reason to ask a normal person to travel with himself, a parasite.
"The parasites are reduced by half? Having half a worm in the brain is much more terrifying than having a complete one." Ivy curled his lips.
Gale obviously felt uncomfortable. He did not dwell on the problem any longer. Instead, he explained his next plan to Ivy: "When I fell from the Snail Shell, I roughly observed the terrain here. The big river not far away must be the Chongsa River. As long as we follow the river all the way down, we will reach Baldur's Gate. I plan to rush there. The Pearl of Sword Coast must have the doctor I need."
"Lead the way, Archmage Gale of Waterdeep." Ivy plucked the lute and played a few notes ready to go.
"What a nostalgic name. I haven't heard that name for a long time since I lost my talent." Gale identified the direction and then looked at the mountain road extending upward. "We need to find a high point to confirm the direction and observe the terrain. There should be a trade road extending from Eltoril to Baldur's Gate nearby."
"Another familiar name." Ivy played a few nostalgic notes. "I met a tiefling warlock in the Astral Plane. He was lost in the Astral Plane due to a portal accident. His hometown is Eltoril."
"Portal accident? It's good to be alive! In fact, this is the first time I heard of someone surviving a portal accident!" Gale pushed aside the branches in front of him and chatted with Ivy as they moved forward. Although this would greatly increase their risk of being ambushed, for a mage who always hid in the Mage Tower in Waterdeep, one couldn't expect him to have much common sense in adventure.
As for Ivy, the Sword Master is not afraid of surprise attacks.
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"Ha - how did you do it? Singing and climbing the mountain at the same time, without even taking a breath..." Gale stopped, holding his knees, "I thought you singers were like mages, physically weak idiots..."
"There's a man-made structure over there, Gail," Ivy looked at the ancient ruins not far away, "It looks like a tomb or a chapel or something like that."
"Really?" Gail straightened up immediately. "Maybe we can get some kind people to help us! Just like you helped me!"
"Don't run so fast! Gale! I don't think there would be any good people in a wild ruin!" Although he said so, Ivy had no intention of reaching out to stop Gale, and still played a few notes for him that represented reckless adventure.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?" a halfling standing on a box said angrily, "This is not the place for you!"
"Calm down!" Gale saw the halfling's weapons, including the long sword on his back and the dagger on his waist. "We have no ill intentions, we are just taking a look around!"
"Just wandering around? Then go to the mausoleum and take away all the treasures? Or are you looking for the ship that fell from the sky? It doesn't matter, everything is ours, even the things on you!" The halfling obviously didn't believe Gale's words, "Go! Kill them!"
Seeing the halfling draw the long sword from his back, Gale finally realized that there were no kind people in front of him, but a group of robbers who were robbing tombs.
Before the halfling bandit's sword hit his knee, Gaal stretched out his free hands, a loud thunder exploded in his hands, and the halfling who had just assumed an attacking stance flew into the air with his hands dancing.
Unfortunately, behind the halfling bandit was a sunken corridor, and there was nothing for the halfling to hold on to, so the meaningless exclamation that came out of his mouth became his last words.
As Gale and other bandits in the ruins stretched their heads to check whether the halfling was dead or alive, Ivy threw a ball of fire that hit the rope on the wooden crane. A huge stone bar was hanging under the crane. Although it looked stable, it was actually fully loaded.
Therefore, Ivy's small flaming arrow immediately triggered a chain reaction. The giant stone bar smashed into the square below with a fierce wind, and the three unlucky robbers standing on it fell deeper into the mausoleum.
There was a sound of breaking stones and bones, and three more bandits went to accompany the halfling who started the fight.
"Look what you have done!" On another platform opposite to the platform under the feet of Gail and Ivy, the only surviving female human bandit shouted angrily and shot an arrow.
Ivy moved half a body length in a waltzing circle, without stopping her mouth or hands. "It's obvious. It will bring you a painful death."
The melody played by the lute crushed the female bandit's mind. She suddenly burst into laughter without warning, so hysterically that she fell to the ground and could not move.
"Magic Missiles!" Gale took this opportunity to point his finger, and a series of red fluorescent missiles flew out from his fingertips, completely ending the female bandit's unaesthetic laughter.
"This is so thrilling!" Gale wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Is that Tasha's Laughter? I've never seen anyone cast this spell with just a lute! The cooperation of two spellcasters is really powerful. I am confident that I can reach Baldur's Gate within seven days!"
While Gale was talking, Ivy had already started to plunder the gold coins in the pockets of the robbers. Although the legendary spellcaster Ivy was a wealthy man who would never worry about gold, Gale's new friend, the bard Ivy, was not. For the sake of his perfect personality, Ivy could endure the stench of blood on the corpses and personally stand beside them and play the lute.
"You use the Mage's Hand to loot supplies?" Gale looked shocked, watching the ghostly blue arm moving in and out of the pockets of the robbers to the rhythm of Ivy's music.
"So what? You can't ask me to put my hands in their dirty pockets!" Ivy sneered at Gail's fuss.
"Okay, once you've taken every last gold coin from them, we'll set off for Baldur's Gate right away." Gail didn't stop Ivy, but chose to wait for him to finish the search.
"No, we have to go down and take a look." Ivy looked at the hole in the mausoleum square that was smashed by the giant stone slab. "This seems to be a bedroom. There are many sleeping bags in it."
"Are you crazy?" Gale disagreed. "I'm sure there are a lot of bandits waiting for us down there! The parasites in my brain are still hungry!"
"But we need all the adventure equipment, sleeping bags, tents, supplies and clean water. Don't tell me that when the Mind Flayer invited you out of your home, they thoughtfully asked you to pack the adventure supplies." Ivy pointed out the things that Gale was missing one by one. "I thought I would appear outside a settlement, so I didn't bring these things. It seems that the archmage is not as familiar with Baldur's Gate as he said."
"I'm afraid you're right." Gale nodded in compromise and stood beside the big hole in the square with Ivy. "Should we jump from here? The falling rocks must have alarmed the other bandits."
Ivy shook his head: "Listen carefully! There are sounds of fighting down there, maybe we can catch them off guard!"
Gale put his ear to the entrance of the cave doubtfully and listened with bated breath, but he heard nothing except the occasional breeze blowing across the cliff.
"The battle is almost over, we have to go down quickly, otherwise we won't be able to drink the soup in time!" Ivy jumped and jumped into the hole in the square.
"Hey! Wait for me!" Gail also wanted to replicate Ivy's cool movements, but after looking at the three bloody robbers at the bottom of the pit, he finally grabbed the edge of the pit and hung his body down.
Just as Ivy said, in addition to the three robbers trapped under the stone slabs, there were a few messy beds in the room. As for the other furniture in the room, they had been eroded by time and were in a state of disrepair.
"Did you really hear the sound of fighting?" Gale dusted off his robe and looked at the only door in the room. "Are they waiting for us behind the door?"
boom!
The violent explosion completely destroyed the ancient door panel, and the flying debris hit Gale all over.
"Tsk'va! (Githyanki: Damn!) Let me send them to hell!" A githyanki female warrior in silver armor quickly passed the open door and rushed towards several bandits lying in the corridor.
