Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 402 Shadow Curse Land
Noshir was right, there was indeed an accident with Jaheira and the others.

Just three days ago, Master Jaheira, Minsc, and Leon, who had also temporarily followed them to continue their pilgrimage, had accidentally discovered some secret intelligence from the Harpers.

At that time, they had just entered the area of ​​the Dawnlord Fortress and were about to continue along the Jonsa River towards Baldur's Gate, but Master Jaheira, a high-level Harper, discovered secret codes left by other Harpers in the villages around the fortress.

The code words showed that they seemed to have discovered some incredible secrets. A colleague who had sacrificed his life had sent out some very dangerous signals, so now they were secretly gathering other Harpists to investigate the unknown source of danger from the Cursed Land of Shadows.

As a high-ranking Harper with the most respected status in the entire Harper organization, Jaheira would naturally not ignore the news. After discovering those marks, she decisively brought two other people, no, it should be three strong reinforcements to join this operation.

Then they quickly moved towards Noshir's original destination, which was the cursed land of the underworld. With their deliberate haste, they successfully entered the area a day ago and found the group of secretly assembled harpists at the outermost edge.

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At the outermost edge of the Shadow Curse Land, in a seemingly abandoned small wooden outpost surrounded by fences, a group of about 30 people were quietly repairing inside.

Most of them wore civilian clothes with a layer of leather armor on the outside. Very few of them were equipped with chain mail or medium armor, which made their protection look a little weak, but everyone in sight was holding various weapons.

Spears, swords, or farm tools like dung forks made them look like a group of ragtag militia rather than the famous and renowned Harpists.

But they are indeed. The Harpers are a loose, community-based organization. There are no strict requirements for joining the Harpers. This organization is committed to maintaining the balance of the world and resolving conflicts between civilization and nature, and between personal freedom and social order.

The Harpers have different backgrounds and come from various regions of Faerun. They usually have their own jobs, either farmers or merchants. Their secret bases and supplies are spread throughout the entire Faerun, and this camp is one of their secret bases.

The members of this organization joined the Harpers out of their passion for maintaining peace and fighting evil, and they are noble and do not ask for anything in return. It is precisely because of these characteristics that they are like guerrillas and there is almost no way to eliminate them.

They will not reveal their identity as harpists, and harpists do not have uniform clothing. Only the symbol of the silver moon and harp, as well as the oath they keep in their hearts, can prove their existence.

At this time, in the central wooden house of this camp.

"Is everyone gathered, Jonas?"

The speaker was a young woman in a red robe with black wavy hair, and her conversation partner was a young man in chain mail, carrying a crossbow, with golden hair in a ponytail and a neatly groomed beard. "We are all here, at least everyone in this area should be here, but Sandra, do we really want to go in? This cursed place is notorious, I think we need to wait for our companions from other areas before we start the next exploration."

Harpists usually act as individuals, but almost every Harpist knows a small group. This group usually does not exceed ten people, and they are all friends who know each other. At this time, so many people gathered in this stronghold, which is a very rare situation for Harpists, because Harpists will only gather on a large scale when some unstoppable event occurs.

"I want to do the same, Jonas, but time waits for no one. We still don't know what the colleague who passed the message to us found here, but Marula gave us the highest level of danger signal before his death. This is the highest level of danger warning. We can't..."

"Calm down, Sandra! With the few people we have now, the best we can do is stay here, at the outermost part of the cursed land! But you have to know that this is not even a cursed land. This area is just ordinary land that has been irradiated by the real Shadow Curse! We haven't stepped into real danger yet, but if we take one more step forward, we can't guarantee the safety of others!"

The Harpers have a unique code system that includes various symbols that can guide the Harpers to transmit key information in secret, but the vast majority of Harpers are spies who do not participate in combat because they are civilians themselves. This identity allows them to infiltrate almost any organization and learn about the plans of evil forces in advance.

But because of their civilian status, they have almost no fighting power even if they pick up weapons. At most, they can only fight low-level monsters like goblins. As for the dangerous Jedi like the Cursed Land of Shadows...

"They are not warriors or adventurers, Sandra. They are just a group of ordinary people. Without a high-level professional leading the team or an advantage in numbers, letting them go in would be a death sentence. We must be responsible for their safety!"

"...Maybe you're right, Jonas. Maybe I'm too impatient. But the unknown threat has been lingering in my throat. I really...why is it so noisy outside?"

Sandra's brows suddenly frowned. Outside the room, other harpists' screams continued to come, and the sound was so loud that even they could hear it in the room.

Sandra and Jonas looked at each other, walked out of the house side by side, and then saw a group of unexpected reinforcements.

"Master Jaheira!"*2
Inside the camp, Minsk was holding Little Bu high up without a care in the world, letting Little Bu stand in the center of the crowd to enjoy the admiration and praise of others. Leon just stood aside with his hands clasped together, silently paying attention to Master Jaheira beside him.

She was asking other Harpists nearby for information. This crucial information would allow them to prepare for the next enemy. However, judging from the Master's frowning face, it seemed that these ordinary Harpists did not know much more than them.

The lack of crucial information made them somewhat embarrassed, but with the appearance of the two Harpists who were suspected to be the leaders, Master Jaheira's frown finally relaxed a little.

(End of this chapter)