Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 478: Ring of Tranquility
"The search for Senir should be no problem if Jaheira and the others are the only ones involved, but if I also participate in this operation, it is not impossible to obtain another mythical incentive point from the panel..."

Noshier sat back on the large wooden chair, then put his legs on the table, held his head with both hands, and swayed as he pondered the feasibility of doing so.

"...Looking for Senir's other half in the Shadowfall... This can be said to be very difficult, but it can also be said to be not difficult at all."

Seniel's true self was lost in the Shadowfell, a fairly large area that is also the territory of the goddess of night, Shar, and the Raven Queen. If one went in blindly to search without any preparation, one would never find him even if one searched for a lifetime. But Jaheira was a personal participant in the war a hundred years ago and a legendary druid. She must know Seniel and knows how to find him as quickly as possible.

Therefore, finding Senil was not difficult at all for Jaheira, and the magic letter reported information from two days ago, which meant that if nothing unexpected happened, Jaheira and his companions should have already set out for the Shadowfall. Even if Noshir set out immediately, it would be unlikely for him to catch up with the operation.

"...I missed it again. Sigh."

Nohir sighed helplessly.

Now the timeline of this world has completely deviated from its original trajectory. The further time goes, the more distorted the plots he was familiar with will become.

"Forget it, if I miss this time, I'll miss it. Anyway, there is no shortage of monsters in this world. As long as time is long enough, there will be no shortage of motivation points. There are no particularly urgent enemies to deal with now, and my current strength is enough to protect myself, so there is no need to rush."

Thinking of this, Noshier stretched lazily and then shifted his lazy gaze to the calendar beside him.

Today is December 1494th, 12 in the Valley Calendar. Two days ago, the world of Toril celebrated its [New Year], also known as the [Feast of the Moon].

When the long night comes and the north wind approaches, the Feast of the Moon arrives as scheduled. It is a day for people to celebrate their ancestors, glory and death. On this day of celebration, people will gather to share stories and legends, pray for the dead, and prepare for the coming winter.

The Feast of the Moon heralds the beginning of a new year, and also means that a long winter is coming. In the medieval world of Toril, winter blizzards are no different from natural disasters.

If we don't prepare in advance and have enough campfire and food to welcome the arrival of the cold winter, the shadow of death will arrive as expected.

Because of this, the Feast of the Moon is not actually a particularly festive day. In some areas, such as the World's Spine mountains in the north and the Moonshadow Sea area even farther away than the Sea of ​​Swords, people in those places do not call this festival the Feast of the Moon, but call it the "Dead Winter Festival."

Even Baldur's Gate, a world-renowned trading capital, cannot completely ignore the threat of the cold. After the Moon Feast, Baldur's Gate will be closed for 1 to 2 months.

The Gray Port will be temporarily closed, the trade ships that were originally traveling back and forth will be blocked by ice, and even the taverns will be closed. In the next one to two months, people will avoid going out as much as possible and stay in their homes with peace of mind, relying on the food and fire that they have stockpiled in advance to spend this long winter with their families.

Only after the Midwinter Festival at the end of January will people slowly return to their normal pace of life. This festival represents that the cold season is halfway through. Although it will still be cruel in the future, the worst period is over. From then on, some shops will open and people will occasionally go out to buy some items that are already in short supply.

But now, it has only been two days since the Moon Feast, and although the first snowstorm has landed in Baldur's Gate last night, it is still some time before the severe cold arrives.

Therefore, the spacious streets are still crowded with people at this time, and merchants are selling their remaining goods as quickly as possible, and some will even deliberately lower some prices.

After all, if they cannot sell the goods in their hands during this last period of time, they can only seal the goods in the warehouse and wait until next year to open the warehouse door, and pray that their goods will not be visited by rats or thieves during these two months.

Citizens are also rushing to purchase future daily necessities, so it can be predicted that in the next week or so, the city will usher in the busiest, most lively and noisy period, and then when the real heavy snow comes, it will immediately return to complete silence.

But at least for now, the market in the spacious streets is still very lively, which makes Noshir think of walking around.

In order to quickly improve his career level, he had stayed at home in the manor for more than half a month, and his body felt a little rusty.

Noshier did as he said and immediately returned to the bedroom, wanting to change into a set of casual clothes for going out.

After acquiring the manor, he relied on his previously accumulated wealth to replace all the furniture in the manor. He also hired the best tailor to design many clothes for him that could suit various occasions. At the same time, in order to facilitate his future travel, he also spent a lot of money to buy an interesting little thing.

Noshir took out a small box from the cabinet beside the bed and slowly opened it.

Contained in it is a specially made transforming ring, a rare item that he had paid a large sum of money to have specially crafted. The function of this ring is very special, as it has only one function, which is to completely hide Noshir's wings.

This kind of hiding involves magical transformation. When this ring is activated, his wings are equivalent to disappearing truly and cannot be observed or touched at all. But when Noshir needs wings, he can actively change his wings back.

To be honest, the function of this ring is too important to Noshir. Although these wings give him many advantages, they also bring him a lot of troubles. For example, they are too conspicuous and can be easily recognized wherever they go, or they can only sleep on their stomachs or on a narrow bed.

The bed had to be narrow enough to spread his wings and place them on both sides of the bed, otherwise his body would press on the wings, making it very uncomfortable to wake up the next day. But after obtaining the ring, these troubles disappeared, allowing him to enjoy calm eyes and comfortable sleep like a normal person.

(End of this chapter)