Dawn of the Grey Tower

Long-term travel away from people often brings sequelae, which can be found in the people who survived the long time alone in the wilderness. The deterioration of language ability, the social ability tends to be primitive, and the quirks of a civilized society will be removed. These things will gradually replace the various habits that humans have exercised in group life in their own lives. No one can tell whether this change is a degradation or a return to nature. Perhaps, it is not so complicated, but people may adapt to different living environments.

Even if a small group of people act together in the wilderness, loneliness will slowly erode their hearts, suspicion of peers, violent missed hands, and a lack of change in the environment will cause various problems. Losa, who had lived as a seafarer for some time, knew this very well, and he knew how to avoid his companions from feeling depressed during such a trip. That is the story. Through the way of telling the story, the peers who had little intersection will have the opportunity to appreciate and communicate together. The hidden information in the story can also allow them to slowly develop a tacit understanding.

So, what kind of story is suitable for telling? Losa had heard all kinds of things in the world during the Lost Heart Period. As a port city, the seafarers from Lost Heart Bay come from the north and south of the sea, and the stories in the mouth also have their own characteristics. But because of the seafarer ’s mouth, the center of these stories is mostly the knowledge of the sea or the romantic affair in the port. Aside from those vulgar parts, although the sea and grassland are similar, the geographical environment is too different. Tu and Nuisa ​​have a hard time understanding what it would look like to see the marginal lake.

Therefore, most of the stories the Earl knew had lost their appeal in their ears. But some stories are still very noticeable, such as the story that happened in this neighborhood, the story of Cangshi. In fact, the story about the plague of the rat-man six years ago is not the first time Losa has told him. He told the seafarers and the seafarers in Frustration Bay, and he told some fragments to Hella, perhaps because he was born to be a bard. The talent, or perhaps the experience I have seen from the book in the past, in short, when Lothar began to tell the story, even the cheese as the party in the story was attracted by his description and emotional ups and downs. But soon, the gray robe found out that Lothar's story was quite strange to him.

This strangeness has two aspects. The first aspect is that some things he did not see or experience were added to the story by the count. This is not difficult to understand. What happens in reality is always lacking in drama. Of course, some facts are even more bizarre than the most imaginative drama plot, but in general, reality is dull. The dull reality can't be a fascinating story, so it is natural to add bridges or rewrite some of the audience's favorite appropriately. Losa is not a historian, and they don't need to teach history lessons now. Everything is so true. Moreover, reality itself does not exist in personal memories.

On the other hand, when the story was elaborated by Lothar from his perspective, many things became different from what the cheese originally knew. Obviously it is a familiar human thing, but in the latter's mouth, it looks different, and the most amazing thing is that the cheese can't deny Lothar's statement, because that is the fact. Some of the facts probably have as much weight as the cheese sees. It's like a coin, two people said a pattern on one side, but they actually said two sides of one body.

As far as this story can be trusted, it is not easy to generalize. Although Lothar changed the name of each character in the story, and even changed the wizard's iconic gray robe, both Kailas and Atta could hear the familiar taste of the story from their respective experiences. As for Batu and them, probably only the Falconer recalled that there was indeed an earthquake five or six years ago and the city collapse in the story of Lothar echoed each other. As for the disease that turns people into mice? That is probably more unimaginable than the skinned ones.

The story always ends, just like the journey will always reach the end. When they crossed a small hill and saw many white clouds appearing on the grassland, a smile appeared on the faces of the pedestrians unconsciously. Those clouds are connected tents. Perhaps civilization is not as complicated as we think. When enough people live together, they can naturally form civilization. And the sense of civilization is not only in the exquisite carvings and documents, it exists in every corner of life.

"Newly killed lamb! Fresh mutton! The blood hasn't dried yet!" "Spices! Fine spices!" "Bright flower cloths! Let's take a look at the lines that the nearby tribes cannot make!"

The barking sound made the people in the market seem more than it seemed, and the pedestrians also felt crowded for a long time while walking in it. Of course, this is mostly their psychological role. Let ’s not talk about whether the road of the market is really congested by people. The taste of these people is enough to make most people respect them.

"Where should we go now?" This question was brought to Nuiza. As the daughter of the wolf owner, she deserves a place in her tribe. Once you get there, the mission is completed. But Nuisa ​​didn't seem to be in a hurry to go home, her face was wrapped in a small piece of veil bought by the street vendor, and she was also hiding between her companions, intentionally or unintentionally, while walking.

"I know an inn. Let's go there and settle down first." The eyes of the wolf master's daughter wandered among the crowd in the market. She seemed to be looking for someone.

After hearing this, Lothar looked at the cheese, and after the Master's acquiescence, led the horse to the inn in Nuisa's mouth. Nuiza ’s decision is not so difficult to understand. Since someone has sent a killer specifically to assassinate her, she might as well take this opportunity to observe the changes in the tribe over the past few days. Moreover, with the support of several foreigners like cheese, few people will notice her at all, she can use this advantage to start doing many things in advance.

The inn on the grassland is far away from similar facilities in the impression of several people. It is said to be an inn. In fact, it is a patchwork felt room. These felt rooms are rooms, and for those who do not have enough money and heavy salutes. , Some simple beds in the felt room is also a good choice.

"Three men and two women, plus two horses and a cat. If you want to live together, a large felt room is barely enough, plus the cost of taking care of the two horses, two and a half silver a day." The owner of the inn, one The tall, thin man with the sun on his face spoke to several people with his eyes squinted. Not to mention his attitude, the price he broke out made Batu stand out subconsciously.

"Half a couple of silver? That's enough to buy a felt house ~ www.readwn.com ~ Your price is too ridiculous." The residents on the grassland are at home because there is no established government, naturally there is no Decent currency. Most of the time, they will choose the barter method. In places like the bazaar, things that can be used by the human world such as gold, silver and gems will be used as the standard for quotation. And if the trader chooses to barter, the seller will make corresponding valuations and considerations based on the goods provided by the other party, but the knowledge among them is very esoteric, and a trusted valuer can often be in the market. It's quite moisturizing.

The tall man glanced at Batu. "The kid and the outlander in the waterbuck, you can ask where there are people who will take you. What ’s more, staying with me can ensure that your head is still awake after waking up. On your neck, it's enough for the first half of the silver. "

Batu wanted to say something, but Nuiza pulled him back. She did n’t say much. She took something out of her arms and put it in the other ’s hand. People with better eyesight could see that it was A silver ornament carved into the shape of a leaf. The boss's expression on the silver jewelry did not change, but the movement obviously stopped momentarily. He took a breath and rolled his eyes around Nuiza ’s face twice, “Your felt house is the one with the red sign. The horse is tied to the pile outside the house. Be careful, do n’t go wrong It ’s not good to walk to the orange room. "