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Morik looked at Wulfgar's disguise again, and sighed resignedly.There was only so much one could do to alter the appearance of a seven-foot-tall, three-hundred-pound blond savage.Wulfgar had shaved so clean for the first time since his return from Errtu's pits.Morik taught him a few tricks of walking—with the shoulders slumped loosely but the arms tucked in so the hands didn't hang between the knees—that made him look less tall.Morik had also procured a gray clergyman's robe, with a high collar that would allow Wulfgar to shorten his neck less noticeably.Still, rogues aren't entirely happy with this level of camouflage, especially since so many things depend on it.

"You should wait outside the city," Morik suggested, perhaps for the tenth time since Wulfgar's wish to enter the city. "No," Wulfgar said quietly, "they won't believe you alone. There are some things that must be done by me." "Let us both be killed?" the thief taunted. Wulfgar ignored it. "Lead the way," he simply said. Morik wanted to argue, but the barbarian put his hand over the little man's mouth and turned his face in the direction of the gate. Morik gave a final sigh, shook his head, and began to lead the way back to Luskan, both of whom were relieved that they hadn't been spotted all the way as Wulfgar took care not to be seen with the baby. Recognized, without any delay, without any accidents, entered this city in the midst of spring.

According to plan, they entered the city very late.Wulfgargin stepped straight up After leaving Banyue Street, I came to the Curved Dagger Tavern, as one of the first customers to come at night.He walked to the bar, where Josie Pardus was sitting next to him. "What would you like to drink?" Alan Judepek asked, but then his throat was blocked, and he opened his eyes wide as if he was seriously looking at the big man in front of him. "Wulfgar..." he managed to force the words out of his mouth. Behind the barbarian, there was the sound of a tray falling.Wulfgar turned to see Delly Cody standing there with a shocked expression on her face.

Josie Pardus uttered a cry and staggered to the side. "Long time no see, Ellen." Wulfgar said to the tavern owner, "Just give me a glass of water." "What are you doing here?" The tavern owner asked angrily, even more curious than that little bit of fear. Josy jumped up from his little bench, intending to slip out the door, but Wulfgar grabbed his arm and held him where he was. "I'm here to apologize. To you," the Savage explained, "and to you," he added, turning to Josy. "That's when you wanted to kill me!" Josie cried out angrily.

"I was blinded by anger, and perhaps alcohol," Wulfgar replied. "He took your hammer," Allen reminded. "Fear that I'll use it against you, real concern," Wulfgar replied. "He did what a friend did, far more than I promised Wulfgar would do." Allen shook his head in disbelief at what had happened. Wulfgar let go of Josie, but he didn't continue to run towards the gate, but just stood there with a look of astonishment on his face. "You took me in, gave me food, gave me work, and friendship—when I needed it most," Wulfgar continued to Alan, "I wronged you, so badly, I can only I beg you to be true in your heart

True forgiveness. " "You want to come back here to live?" Allen asked. Wulfgar smiled sadly and shook his head. "I'm already risking my life just to enter this city," he replied. "I'll be leaving soon, but I must come , to apologize to both of you, or, more importantly..." He turned to face Delly, "To you." When Wulfgar leaned towards Delly, Delly's face turned pale. Just seeing this man again, she no longer knew how to resist his words. "I regret all the pain I have caused you, Delly," Wulfgar said. "You are a true friend anyone could ever need." Quickly he added, "Not only Just friends—" He frowned at her.

Delly saw the swaddle in his hand, "You already have a baby," she said, with a lot of emotion in her voice. "My child is a gift and not my own," Wulfgar agreed, handing the little baby girl to Delly. Delly hugged the baby and smiled softly.She gently played with the baby's little fingers and smiled at the innocent little face. "I think you could stay again," Alan suggested, sounding serious, though Josy rolled his eyes round and questioned the idea. "I can't." Wulfgar smiled at Delly, bent over to take the baby, and pressed a deep kiss on Delly's forehead. "I wish you the happiness you want, Delly Coty." He said, then looked at Ellen and Josie, nodded, and walked towards the door.

Delly also looked at Allen with difficulty, the man who almost regarded herself as her father.Allen understood and nodded again. Delly caught up to Wulfgar before he stepped out of the tavern. "Take me." She said, her eyes filled with hope that she hadn't seen for a long time. Wulfgar was confused. "I'm not here to rescue you," he explained. "Rescue?" Delly was a little confused, "I don't need your rescue! Thank you very much! But, I know you need help—the little girl. I took care of my younger siblings when I was young, so I will take care of the little ones." Baby. Also, I'm tired of living here."

"Even I don't know where I'm going..." Wulfgar tried to convince Delly. "Will be safe enough! I think," Delly replied, "because you have a little baby girl to take care of, I mean." "Waterdeep, or," Wulfgar admitted. "That's exactly what I've always wanted to see." She smiled, her smile growing brighter with each word.It seemed obvious that Wulfgar was going to be persuaded by her. The barbarian looked at Alan in confusion, and the tavernkeeper nodded his head again.Even from such a long distance, it seemed that hot tears welled up in the eyes of the old man.

Wulfgar put the baby back in Delly's arms, told her to wait there, and walked back to the bar. "I won't hurt her just once again," Wulfgar assured Alan. "If you hurt me, I will pay you back and kill you!" Josy growled. Wulfgar and Allen looked at Josie, and Allen was very suspicious of his ability.But Wulfgar just tried hard to look serious. "I understand, Josie Pardus." There was no trace of teasing in his voice, "Your anger will be enough to make me feel scruples." After a moment of surprise, Josie Pardus proudly puffed out his thin chest.Wulfgar and Alan exchanged a look, and smiled knowingly.

"No drink?" Allen asked. Wulfgar shook his head. "Of course I need a bottle to hide myself," he admitted honestly, "but I've learned that it's actually worse than those nightmares." "So what if one day you get bored with my girl?" "I didn't come because of her," Wulfgar replied, "just to apologize. I never expected her complete forgiveness, but I'm glad I did. We found the most suitable I will do my best to protect her during the journey, and of course a large part of it is to avoid harm from myself." "Pay attention to your behavior." Allen reminded, "I will wait for the day when you come back." Wulfgar shook Alan's hand tightly, patted Josie's shoulder again, then returned to Delly, took her hand, and led her out of the Curved Dagger Tavern. They entered a new chapter in their lives together. Lord Feringal and Meralda walked in the garden, holding each other's hands, enjoying the beauty and fragrance of spring.Wulfgar's ruse worked, and Feringal and his people re-believed in Meralda's grievances, freeing her from blame, and the young lord from ridicule. The girl is deeply saddened by the loss of her baby, but, like her marriage, is healing well.She kept telling herself that the baby was with a good and strong man, a father who could be better than Jaka had ever been.sometimes she will for The lost child wept, but she kept saying long prayers and thinking about her life - where birth had determined everything, and now it was better than she could have ever imagined.Both parents are healthy and Dolly visits her every day.Dolly was always rolling and frolicking happily in the sea of ​​flowers, and she was indeed more annoying to Priscilla than Meralda. The young couple are now simply immersed in the vitality of spring, and the girl has gradually adapted to her new life. Feringal snapped his fingers suddenly, then turned and ran away, Meralda looked at him puzzled. "I forgot something." Her husband replied and asked her to wait for a while, and ran back to the castle quickly, almost bumping into Priscilla who was passing by at the garden gate. Priscilla, of course, still refused to believe Wulfgar's story.She frowned at Meralda, but Meralda just dodged towards the wall, looking out at the waves beyond. "Looking forward to your next lover?" Priscilla grunted as she passed by.She was always attacking Meralda with words, and Meralda often just shrugged her shoulders. But this time is different.Meralda approached her sister-in-law step by step, with her hands on her hips. "You've never tasted honesty in your wretched life, Priscilla Oak, and that's why you're so bitter," she said. "Please don't think I'm like you." Priscilla's eyes were full of shock, and even her voice trembled - no one had ever spoken to her in such an unreasonable way. "You want to ask me—" "I'm not asking you, I'm telling you!" Meralda declared briefly. Priscilla twisted her face, straightened her body, and slapped Meralda slap. Feeling a sharp pain, Meralda slapped back harder, "Please don't think I'm the same as you, or I'll expose your ugly face in your brother's ears." Meralda warned, calmly and firmly Words alone were enough to embarrass Priscilla. "You don't doubt that I can make him listen to me." Meralda added at the end, "Imagine the wonderful scene of going to the countryside and living with the villagers!" As soon as Meralda finished speaking, her husband just came back.In his hand he held a bouquet, flowers for his dear Meralda.Priscilla glanced at her nympho brother, let out a scream, and ran back to the castle. Feringal watched her run away puzzled, but he hardly cared what Priscilla was thinking or feeling these days, and he didn't even bother to ask Meralda what was going on. Meralda also watched the sad woman leave.Her smile even overwhelmed the joy brought by her husband's well-prepared gifts.Far, far more. Morik said goodbye to Wulfgar and Delly, and began to restore order to his streets in Luskan.He rented a room at the One Plus Hotel on Half Moon Street but rarely stayed there, because he was too busy telling those who should know who he really was, and for those who didn't, he had to recreate a completely A different identity - Brandberg the Bandit - earns fame. A week passed and he was able to win many nods as he walked down the street.A month later, the thief was no longer afraid of being arrested by the guards, and this was his home again, as if Wulfgar had never been here at all. Like Luskan. One day he found himself leaving the hotel when he walked out the door into the corridor.He found himself sliding down a dizzying tunnel, ending up in a crystal room that looked, from the shape of the surrounding walls, to be on a level in a tower. Dazed, Morik reached out to draw his dagger, but he saw the ebony-skinned creature and changed his mind - no one sane enough to stand up to a dark elf. "You know me, Morik." Kim Murray Obroza said, approaching. Of course Morik recognized it.Recognized that this drow was the one who had brought him a message a year earlier, ordering him to keep a close eye on Wulfgar. "Let me introduce you to my friend, Lecky." Kim Murray said politely, gesturing to another dark elf with an evil face in the room. "Didn't we have you spying on a man named Wulfgar?" Kim Murray asked. Morik stammered, not knowing how to answer. "And you didn't let us down?" Kim Murray went on. "But... that was a year ago," Morik objected, "and I haven't heard anything since." "Now you are hiding, and you are easy to see, knowing that you have offended us." Kim Murray said. "My so-called crime is for other troubles," Morik stammered, feeling every wall press against him, "I'm hiding from Luskan's guards, not you. " "Avoid them?" another drow said, "I can help you!" He walked up to Morik and held up his hands.A flash of fire burst from the fingertips and burned into Morik's face, his hair reddened by the flames.Morik howled and fell to the floor, slapping his burned skin. "You look different now," Kim Murray commented, and both dark elves snickered evilly.They dragged him up the stairs in the tower to another room, where a bald drow in a purple feather cap sat comfortably in a chair. "I'm terribly sorry, Morik," he said, "my lieutenants were too excited." "I've been with Wulfgar for months," Morik declared, clearly on the verge of breaking down. "Special circumstances forced me to separate from him and force him to leave Luskan, but I can help you find him—" "It's not necessary." Drow in the chair said, raising his hand to calm down the bowing man, "I'm Jarlaxle, from Menzoberranzan, and I completely forgive you." Morik ran a hand through what was left of his hair, as if to say that he had longed for Jarlaxle's mercy. "I had hoped that Wulfgar would become my valued partner in Luskan, as my representative here," Jarlaxle explained. "Now that he's gone, I want you to take on that role." Morik blinked, feeling agitated. "We'll make you richer and more powerful than you ever dreamed of," the mercenary chief explained, and Morik believed in him. "You no longer have to dodge the guards. In fact, almost every day, there are tons of people who want to invite you to their home because they are desperate to get you. If you want anything... including, killing people, you can do it Easily arranged." Morik licked what remained on his lips. "Does this sound like a favorite position for the hunted thief Morik?" Jarlaxle asked, and Morik returned the drow's countenance ten times more cunning. "I have to remind you," Jarlaxle said, dragging a chair over to Morik. Before, his eyes twinkled, "If you fail me, my friend Leckie will be more than willing to give you another facelift." "Once and again," the mage added happily. "I hate mages," Morik said quietly. Wulfgar and Delly looked down at Waterdeep.The City of Glory, the most magical and powerful city-state on the Sword Coast, it is the cradle of dreams and power. "Where do you think we'll be lingering?" asked the ecstatic girl, rocking the little baby gently. Wulfgar shook his head. "I have money," he replied, "but I'm not sure how long we'll be in Waterdeep." "You think it's not good for us to settle here?" The Savage shrugged. He hadn't given the question much thought.He came to Waterdeep City for another purpose, and he hoped to find Captain Deudermont and Sea Spirit at the port, or they could arrive in the near future—as they often did. "Have you ever been at sea?" He grinned and asked the girl, who was now his closest friend and companion. It's time to get back the Fang of Aegis!