Half-elf Ranger

The night is like water, the moon is bright and the stars are thin.

The silver moonlight sprinkled down silently, and Taran Village seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and snow, making it appear hazy and dreamlike.

At this time, a bright bonfire rose in the center of Talan Village, instantly dispelling the surrounding darkness and the faint chill.

After a long and intense journey, the players finally felt an inexplicable peace of mind after seeing the flames.

Because they can finally have a good rest.

Although it is said that making a fire may alarm the monsters in the wilderness.

However, there are so many people in Talan Village, so naturally they are not afraid at all.

At this time, in this dilapidated village, it seemed that the light was returning to the light, and the lively atmosphere of the past was once again restored.

These players who live in the wilderness are obviously well prepared for long-distance travel.

I saw a sturdy player skillfully pick up a cauldron, set it up with stones, and then make a fire with water.

Put some mixed dried meat, sun-dried mushrooms, dried salted fish, and wild vegetables collected along the way during the day into a large pot to boil.

After rushing all day, I also ate dry food all day. It would be wonderful if I could drink a sip of hot soup before going to bed.

After all, the night in the world of Toril is really cold.

Thorne still seemed very out of place. He stayed away from the noisy crowd and sat alone on the stone bench at the entrance of Talan Village.

Take out a bag of refined essential oils from the dimension bag, then use your fingers to feel a little ointment and apply it carefully on the dagger.

Gently wiped with the cloth in his hand, the originally dull dagger suddenly flashed a sharp cold light under the shroud of the moonlight.

It's an essential oil that keeps weapons from rusting. Got it from Broto, the dwarf blacksmith.

For a ranger like him who is free to fight in the wilderness, a good weapon in hand means the protection of life.

Weapons are as important as his second life, so he naturally dare not be careless.

The short sword in his hand has also been stained with the blood of many creatures as he left Winter City until now.

Abyssal Gnolls, Abyssal Ghouls, Qwsers, Sahuagins, and more.

The world of Toril is a high-magic world composed of various monsters, and each race has the characteristics of each race.

Especially the monsters from the abyss, the chaotic atmosphere contained in their blood has a natural effect of corroding any item.

If a weapon is left unchecked with the blood of abyss monsters, it will soon be corrupted and rusted.

Why are people in the main material plane so afraid of the appearance of demons? In addition to their powerful strength, what is even more dreadful is that they carry the corrupting contagion from the abyss.

Because their mere presence is enough to make the world a worse place.

In the cracks of the abyss and where demons appear, plants die because of it, and animals can only curl up in corners and let them be slaughtered.

The presence of the demons is also accompanied by a stench that never dissipates, and the extreme cold and heat or the shroud of eternal shadows make them a striking imprint of the place where the demons appear.

Although Winter City escaped this crisis, the imprint of demons left in the city is deeply imprinted in people's hearts and every corner of the city, and cannot be removed!

Just like Thorne's Dark Cinder Sword, its forging material, Abyssal Iron, came from the Myriad Abyss Plain, the topmost layer of the Bottomless Abyss, and was salvaged from the Iron Melting Lake.

Even if it is forged, this abyssal iron will always smell like a forge metal, although weapons forged from high-quality materials will not cause people to worry about rust and corrosion.

But this item from the abyss left a deep dark spot on Thorne's palm.

If Thorne hadn't practiced "Qi Refining Technique" and mastered the skills of using qi, he would probably be gradually eroded by the chaotic evil aura over time.

Thorne looked at the bright short sword in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and then put it in the scabbard.

Time just passed by little by little.

The night was also getting darker, and half a cold moon was hidden among the jagged clouds.

Players who were silent in grief gradually turned to rest in dilapidated houses where they could avoid the wind.

The cold wind blew through, the withered and yellow grass swayed, and there was a rustling sound. Occasionally, there were a few strange bird calls from the depths of the dark woods, which looked eerie and creepy.

Thorne was still sitting cross-legged at the entrance of Talan Village, with his long sword inserted in a position where he could easily touch it.

After the long sword is sheathed, it will make a slight clanging sound when it is pulled out, so he likes to stand the long sword in front of him when he is meditating.

In this way, when he encounters a sudden situation, he will have one less action to draw his sword, which will save him more time. The duel between masters is often determined in a short collision in an instant!

Because Thorne has the supernatural ability to master the energy of shadows like the shadow darling, even if Thorne is sitting casually, the few rogues and rangers who are vigilant behind him are difficult to detect.

Suddenly, Thorne's slightly pointed ears hidden in the hood trembled slightly, and then he gently touched the position of the long sword.

In the dim night, Thorne's hazy figure completely disappeared in the night.

The trees in the jungle swayed gently as the cold wind raged through the dilapidated village.

Several rogues and rangers in wolf leather armor tightened their clothes and put on their furry hoods behind their collars to resist the cold erosion.

At this moment, a figure flashed at the entrance of the village, and a dark red long sword slashed through the air.

puff!

Suddenly, a furry figure appeared strangely in the air, followed by a turbulent column of blood rising into the sky, and the huge wolf head rolled to the ground.

thump!

Just as a headless corpse appeared strangely in the air, it slowly fell down, soaking the ground with blood.

The figure of Thorne holding the sword appeared beside the corpse, and the blood stained on the long sword had just been evaporated by the high temperature.

"The gnoll has appeared, hurry up and prepare for battle!" Thorne glanced at a night-watching ranger player who rushed over and said solemnly.

Lying on the ground in front of him was a gnoll wanderer.

Thorne's old enemies have the gnoll race, and they have all-round bonuses when facing gnolls, so he was aware of the gnolls the moment they appeared.

Gnolls are nocturnal humanoids that prefer nocturnal hunting, when they are ready to attack villages at night.

The most common tactic is to first send two gnoll rogues to find out the situation in the village. If they are not found, one of them will immediately create chaos in it, and the other will quickly go back to report.

Even if the first pathfinder is found, the gnoll rogues who follow the other will immediately choose to evacuate, and then notify the large force to launch a storm.

Thorne is too familiar with the attack methods of these gnolls. As long as players living in the Emerald Fields, the most threats they face are the gnolls from the Great Sword Scar Mountains.

Those who choose vigils in the wilderness are seasoned connoisseurs.

The ranger player with a bow and arrow did not think too much about why Thorne suddenly appeared here, and immediately took out the horn hanging from his waist.

hum!

Accompanied by the dull siren from the horns, bursts of hurried footsteps mingled with the night wind frequently came out of Talan Village.