The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 306 Netheril and Nesir
"Mr. William, we hope that you can go to Lambert with our people and explain to their leaders the tragedy that happened in Aymanla this time. We know that this is a bit difficult. But there is no way. If we If you don’t explain clearly, they will treat the entire caravan as a murderer and kill us all without mercy.” Palitru said to William with a rather embarrassed expression on his face.

Since his previous life, William has belonged to the kind of master who is used to killing and rampaging. Although he has restrained his hostility since he was reborn, the arrogance in his heart is not much less. Just look at the right and wrong that he has provoked along the way. Although William is not lacking in ingenuity and flexibility, he is not the kind of person who is willing to compromise too much.

To be exact, William was indeed responsible for the death of Emmanla's villagers. If he hadn't accepted the commission to escort Miluna, the black-haired girl should have been sent to the underground mountain city of Waterdeep City. Ibrando also chased into the underground labyrinth instead of running to the edge of the Ennook Desert to slaughter mortals.Of course, William didn't know this. Although he felt sorry for the death of the villagers, he had experienced such things so much that he took it lightly.

William raised his brows and asked, "Explain? Explain what? To whom?"

Palitru said somewhat inexplicably: "Explain to whom? Don't you know the legend about Netheril? Of course it's their remnant—Nesir."

Netheril, a great age of magic, it was a glorious era that belonged entirely to humans, a glorious era that eclipsed all the gods.The great Netheril, her achievements in magic far surpassed elves (it is said that humans first learned the basis of magic knowledge from elves), she established countless floating cities, replaced dragons as the overlord of the sky, The dwarves on the earth were driven into deep mountain caves by her to hide, and the dwarves and goblins became her slaves (these two races also had a glorious era before humans), and the orcs became savage monsters that were more ignorant than beasts.
Netheril regards plane travel as an outing, fought against many alien races in the star world, established a huge colonial belt, ruled countless countries, and also destroyed countless kingdoms.
However, it flourished and declined. Due to various reasons, the great Netheril, once despised even by the gods, finally withered like a summer flower.Her withering was so rapid that all beings were caught off guard by it, neither the hostile races of Man nor the gods of Outland, and no one was ready to share Netheril's remaining wealth.But when they reacted, some unknown forces had almost wiped out and cleaned up the whole thing.

As time goes by, the afterglow of Netheril has not yet dissipated, but people today claim that Netheril does not represent the entire human race. The magic empire in most of the northern part of the Faerun continent is the real carrier of Netheril.

Historians claim that thousands of years ago, the first floating cities rose in the sky and soared above the continent of Faerûn.From this moment on, Netheril was cut off from the human body.Humanity has in fact split into two kingdoms, each with its own history and culture.Netheril is made up of numerous floating cities, most of which are ruled by archmages and their servants.Another human kingdom includes a large number of territories of low-level arcanists, free folk towns, and barbarian tribes wandering the grasslands in the north and southwest.

The Realms of Man claim that the real legacy from Netheril is the spread of magical culture that occurred after the fall of the Empire.When the life-draining spells of the Phaelim Sorrel transformed the lands of Netheril into desert, large numbers of Netherese fled, bringing with them the civilization of arcane arts and the desire to restore lost glory.In other words, humans have artificially separated Netheril from the history of human development. This is a very strange move that other intelligent races cannot understand.

Many believe that Netheril's split from mainstream human history in terms of geography, culture, and magical heritage began with the loss of the mythril - the greatest creation of the Archmages and their legacy. The main cause of the downfall.The loss of Miser energy nuclear creation technology makes people today have to try their best to avoid that once great era, and even the more they understand the great human beings of that era, the more they try to separate the past from the present.

Ironically, Netheril's history is not only long and rich, but historians have acquired a fairly complete knowledge of Netheril's history compared to the intermittently vague history (by most humans) .This is due to the well-preserved Netherese records by magic, handwritten accounts from the Netherese diaspora, and the fact that many Netherese still exist today (or they refuse to deny Netherese represent the fact of the human age).

The remnants of Netheril (that is, those who refuse to deny the history) took root on the edge of Enoak with difficulty. They followed the original establishment of Netheril and formed seven villages with similar names. and Lambert were two of them, and the confederation of seven villages was called Nenasir, in honor of the confederacy of seven fishing villages in Netheril's early days.These proud Nasir are hedgehogs, and they are very sensitive to any trouble, because they have suffered so much.They do not shy away from speculating with the utmost malice on those uninvited guests who covet invasion and even approach them, no matter what race the opponent belongs to (including human beings), no matter what kind of justice, evil, lawful, chaotic or neutral they uphold.

As the saying goes, there are three nails in a bad ship. No matter how poor the Netheril survivors are, no one dares to underestimate them.The destruction of Aymanla is definitely an unbearable blow and challenge for the always sensitive and suspicious Netheril survivors, and they will never turn a blind eye to it and let it go. Anyone who has been in contact with them knows this best." Nether spirit" madman's unreasonable.

The reason why Pai Litruu and others did not stay in the empty Aymanla after the long journey of the caravan was exhausted, because they were worried that Li Xia, Guadatian, would not be able to explain clearly.Now that there is William who knows the inside story, they naturally hope to use this to resolve the crisis they may face. After all, knowing the truth is always more confident than not knowing the truth.

William didn't think he needed to go to the door to explain something to the "natives" of Netheril, because he didn't have the complex feelings of humans in this world about the history of Netheril, so naturally he couldn't understand the kind of caravan. Cautious about gains and losses.

However, William did not directly refuse, but asked thoughtfully: "A remnant of Netheril? A remnant of an ancient empire thousands of years ago, who still has such great influence?"

One question completely exposed William's "ignorant" nature, but Fei Lun lacked everything, that is, there was no shortage of ignorant and ignorant people. Not the first time.Mitoli, another caravan leader from Kosoman, explained patiently: "There are many powerful forces in this world that are related to Netheril in the past, and many people hold Netheril. There are varying degrees of sympathy, including within the hostile Harper Alliance and the Zhentarim, and even some city-states and countries were directly established by the descendants of the Netherese or secretly controlled. estimated network."

This man from Fernla was fair-skinned and handsome, with slightly pointed ears and silver hair, showing that he had a trace of moon elf blood in him.The longevity of the elven blood made Mitoli still look so young, so that William even thought he was a boy who was about his own age, but those eyes full of insight into the world's wisdom betrayed Mitoli. real age.

"Nasir also has a strong military force. They have two elite sand cavalry stationed in Lambert and Patty, and there is a team of 20 arcanists in the Wizard Tower of Maddalena. The remaining three villages have the same militia guards of about 40 people like Aymanla, if they gather all their forces to attack us, we will not be an opponent at all."

William sighed: "Okay, I agree to go with you. But it's the first time for my family to walk outside, and it will make them feel very uneasy without me, so I hope we can go quickly Come back quickly."

Mitoli replied in a friendly manner: "Please rest assured, Mr. William, I will take care of your family as if I were my own."

"Mr. Palitru, everything depends on you when you go to Maddalena. Please be sure to convince the Nasir council that I will wait for your return in Lambert with the caravan." Mitoli And said.

Palitru said with a bold smile: "Don't worry, Mitoli. In the worst case, I'll just pretend that this year's harvest was robbed by the damned goblins. Those old things in Nasir should be worth it for the sake of money." Give me some face."

"Pate, it's not a good idea to compare the elders of Nenasir's council to goblins. You know their greed is just a disguise. But you are the only one who has the best relationship with them among us. A group of sinister old guys would rather Dealing with a vulgar and reckless man, I really don't know if this world is too crazy." A middle-aged man with a beard said quite emotionally.

Palitru shouted a little angrily: "Hey! Southerners, be careful what you say, I will burn your weedy beard while you are asleep." Others didn't care about the two caravans. The chiefs sneered at each other, these two hot-tempered guys seemed to be unhappy every day if they didn't quarrel, but no one doubted the close relationship between the two.

Of course, Palitru is not a rude man, on the contrary, he is very shrewd, but with his honest appearance, natural bold temper, and excellent communication skills, Palitru has far more friends than his enemies many.

Soon William and Palitru set off. They and a few bodyguards rode fast horses to the chief village of Nenasr—Meddale, which took about half a day.The huge caravan continued to travel along the trade road to Lambert. The journey also took half a day, but depending on the speed of the caravan, it might take two days.

(End of this chapter)