Trist Duchden, Drow Ranger, Ranger Level 6 Part-time Warrior Level 8, as well as Rogue, Warrior Monk, and Barbarian, his favorite weapon is different from most Ranger longbows, and he uses two scimitars.Ice Death and Glitter are the names of those two knives, and the blades are long and narrow, imbued with elven style.Trist grew up in the city of Morsobre in the Dark Regions, a city ruled by the dark elves Drow.The mother was Maris Duchaden, the father was Zaknavan Duchaden, and the dark elves were matrilineal, because in Ferron, the gods were everything, and the priests and priests of Rose the Spider had to be women.In the Drow culture, the 'father-in-waiting' of the spouse of the master mother is only the one who provides the 'seeds', and cannot be called the father of the child, and even the father and son serve the same master mother at the same time.Because the priestesses wield powerful divine arts, the darkest secrets, the most insidious plans, and control over every aspect of the family, they are more powerful than the male warriors.As the third alive son of the Duchaeton family, Trist should have been sacrificed to Rose at birth because of his mother's previous promise to the goddess.However, he was born when the Duchaelden family attacked the Deaver family, and his eldest brother Navan Duchaden was stabbed in the back by the second brother in this battle, and Rose liked the fratricidal behavior of the dark elves, and was extremely satisfied.So she took away Nafan's soul, indicating that the sacrifice had been received, and Trist was now the second, not the third son, she didn't want it, and when the Duchaden family had a third son, she would send it to her.So Trist survived on the altar in this way, and it can be said that he has been adventurous since birth.Growing up, he experienced a series of very dark stories, and because of his good nature, he was alien to the cruel and cunning family, and he fled the family and lived alone in the dark region for ten years.While his father died for him to protect him, and his mother made a corpse to hunt him down, Trist escaped to the surface with the help of his friends from other races, settling in Icewind Dale and embarking on his legendary journey.In the Celestial Empire of Su Ming's previous life, Trist was also called Cui Heizi or Cui Sanye, and he was a very popular character, even more famous than Ilminster.In addition to being athletic and cold-hearted, it is also because he is different from most war maniacs, he is good at thinking and has said a lot of philosophical things.Su Ming still remembers some of them, such as Trist once said: "This world is full of villains."
The world is full of kind people.I believe both statements are true, because in the hearts of most of the people I know, there are seeds for developing into these two very different people. ”"Nostalgia is probably the biggest lie we tell ourselves, and it's an emotional look at the present with the glorified past as a standard.For some, it can bring us a degree of comfort and a new sense of self and our roots.But I'm afraid that for most of the rest, it will only distort their memories and become oblivious to the reality around them. ”"I can take on the dangers of Icewind Dale, and I can swim in it, using them to keep my warrior instincts from rusting.I can get past these dangers and remind myself of the joy and light in my life every day.In this dangerous place, people will learn not to be complacent. ”"Any gust of wind can cause the snow on your head to collapse; If you take a wrong step in the boat, you'll fall into the vicious waters that can freeze your muscles and drown in them, and the slightest hesitation in the tundra will make you a delicacy in the belly of a ferocious snow ape. ”"When you live in a place so close to death, you will cherish life even more.I live in a place that is so beautiful and so realistic, a place where you have to be at your best at all times, careful.I call it Heaven. ”Compared to some warriors who hold two giant swords and are full of subconscious calculations in battle, Trist is more like an artist, and he will also feel the beauty of life when he uses his twin swords to perform his dancing drow skills.Su Ming likes such a warrior, after all, Zhuoer is still an elf, and he is very the same when he kills, and there are dangers everywhere.The poor mountains and bad waters in Feilun are not only out of the people, but also out of all kinds of monsters, and the man-eating barbarian tribe is just a trivial trouble, but the mutant snow monster as big as the mountain is another matter.After tearing up the first ice troll that jumped out of the snow, he finally complained about it to Ilminster."
Why do we need to ride a horse when we can reach the other side of the tundra by teleporting magic?"
The old mage pressed his hat, his white beard was covered with ice ballast, and the hair hanging down his temples was glued together: "Isn't that good?
After all, we're going on an adventure, and not listening to your tomb robbery story before the adventure will affect my performance, and if you've ever acted with a mage, you should know that there are so many things about us who wear high hats.Okay, the corpse of the snow monster is gone, and you can't eat it without any spell casting materials, so come back and continue to talk about Nuqing Xiangxi. ”"Huh."
Su Ming sneered, other mages didn't have so many things to do in Ilminster, so they had to ride a horse to see the scenery along the way, and said that they were looking for the feeling of adventure when they were young.If the feeling of his youth was that he almost froze to death in a blizzard, or was almost taken by a snow wolf in the middle of the night when he set up camp, he had already relived it."
I'd still prefer to sit in a tavern, near a fireplace, eat a honey roast, drink a little spirits and tell a story, and there's nothing but snow and monsters, endless ice fields.""
Well, let's teleport."
Ilminster took out a small twig from the space bag, held it in his hand and shook it, and it instantly turned into a golden curved staff with a red dragon's eye gem on the top.With the naked eye, you can see the brilliant magical aura, which is undoubtedly an artifact.Ilminster unleashed his supermagic technique, and even the eighth-level teleportation technique was cast without a spell, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were sent to a small town called Ten Towns in the Icewind Dale, a hundred miles away, with two horses and luggage.Anyway, tonight is definitely a rest, so it doesn't matter if you waste two spell slots.The mage seemed to be familiar with the place, and soon found Trist's home on horseback, where the dark elves lived alone in the woods outside the town, and his former comrades occasionally visited him.Icewind Dale produces little food, and it is a perennial freeze, and only one wave of potato-like plants can be grown during the few months of ice melt, which is the staple food of the year.Now that the farming season is over, everyone has to hunt for a living, even the Legendary Ranger.When he met Trist, he was crouching behind his cabin, snorting and panting, handling the carcass of a deer, while his magical pet panther Guan Haifa stared at the bright red frozen meat, licking the cat's mouth and waiting for the meal to begin.Trist is almost 140 years old, and for the dark elves, he is both a young man and a long-lived.He is said to be young because Drow can live to be between 800 and 1000 years old, and the dark elves are also elves, born immortals.It is said that he has a long life, but also because he is Drow, ordinary dark elves usually die before the age of thirty due to a series of causes of death such as family wars, assassinations of relatives, sacrifices of goddesses, and attacks by underground creatures.He was 5 feet 4 inches (162 meters) tall, weighing 130 pounds (58 kilograms), taller and stronger than the average Dark Elf, with long white hair and lilac eyes, and wearing a green cloak with a leather collar and black boots covered in snowflakes."
Hey, my old friend, look over here, are you already preparing our lunch?"
Ilminster waved his hand on horseback and greeted Trist.Trist turned his head to look at this side, twisted his head back again, and continued to patiently slice the deer's carcass with his dagger."
Welcome."
The voice of the answer was too small, almost muffled by the sound of snowflakes and horses' hooves falling to the ground, but Su Ming saw the shape of his mouth.He cut off a deer's front leg and handed it to the big cat, then stood up and welcomed the two into his cabin, which was much warmer.Bear's fur serves as a carpet, while firewood burning in the fireplace is spewing sparks, and the room is lit with oil lamps that look very bright.It doesn't feel like the home of the Dark Elves, but like the home of a normal human hunter.Trist cut some venison and brought it back to the house, put it on the grill on the fireplace, and then sat down at the table with Ilminster and Sumin, staring in silence.It wasn't that he didn't entertain his guests, he took off his wine bag and put it on the table, and this was a treat.Maybe only Ilminster would have talked a little more, after all, he likes to communicate with people.But now that there was a stranger like Su Ming present, he was still vigilant.Trist had a good relationship with four of the Seven Northland sisters, and two of them were adopted daughters of Ilminster, so they were quite close.It's just that his cautious personality makes him wait for the old mage to speak first.The mage naturally knew what was going on, and after a brief introduction to the death knell, he talked about his plan, which required the ranger to take the two of them on a trip to the dark region and find a powerful dark elf family to take refuge in order to implement the plan.Trist didn't think much about it, he was always willing to help his friends, and quickly nodded in agreement.It's just that he himself can say that although he is regarded as a traitor in the dark region, he is not worried about being recognized as long as he has a little disguise, and his martial arts can at least be mixed with the position of martial arts chief in any family.However, Ilminster and Deathknell, apparently human, are afraid that they will not be able to move an inch in the underworld.Humans are almost as much a bargaining chip and a reserve of food as they are in the underground."
This is easy to do, I can maintain the human transformation technique for a long time, and the dark elves are also humanoid creatures, so I can transform as well."
Ilminster turned his head to look at the death knell: "What about you?"
”Su Ming looked at Trist, and then the strangulation began to squirm and change his appearance, and soon turned into another strange dark elf, and it was darker than Trist."
Me too.""
I thought you were a warrior, are you sure you're human?
Not a shapeshifter or something?
”Ilminster circled around Su Ming twice, and picked up the long silver hair that was strangled and changed and sniffed it, with a strange look.Su Ming changed back, and took out all kinds of food and drinks from his pocket, all of which were good things that Trist had never seen."100% human, I'm just an ordinary person."