Lord of Spells from Faerûn

When he got up in the morning, Imric suddenly heard a snap at the door.

He opened the door and saw that a small black raven had fallen on his doorstep.

He picked up the raven and observed it carefully. It was a young raven that had not yet reached adulthood. It might have been hungry for too long, was a little malnourished, and was extremely thin.

At this time, Lost came over and was about to tell Imrik to set off:

"Where did this little thing come from? It's so pitiful. Imric, you don't have a familiar yet. Do you want to sign a treaty with it?"

A magic pet is the unique ability of a mage. He can find an ordinary small animal to form a contract and turn them into a magical beast. Different magical beasts have different functions.

But Imrik never looked for it because he felt that the familiar was just a creature that had some effect on low-level mages and was not worth his time.

Once the familiar dies, the mage will permanently lose a point of constitution and will drop a level. This makes even more efficient people like Imric reject it.

But looking at this thin and tiny raven, Imrik's heartstrings were touched inexplicably. It had probably not eaten for several days.

Perhaps its parents died or were driven out of the nest. This little raven couldn't even make ends meet even breathing.

Imrik suddenly recalled his life in the orphanage many years ago. At that time, he was like this bird, working hard to survive, and even sold himself to work in the shelter foundation.

Thinking of these, he couldn't help but feel a strange emotion. Since it appeared, he might as well choose it.

Compared with other familiars, the raven also has the advantage of speaking, and can convey its own meaning better.

He gently placed his hand on the raven's body, emitting a burst of warm white light.

"I, Imrik Thor, under the witness of Mystra, the goddess of the magic network, made a contract with you, granted you wisdom, and we will share weal and woe from now on."

Under the influence of the magic pet contract, the raven's body transformed into a physique similar to that of the summoned object, and its previous bad state was wiped away.

It opened its big black eyes, shook off its wings, flew up to Imrik's shoulder affectionately, rubbed his cheek, and quacked: "Master! Master! Dear master!"

Imric stroked the raven expressionlessly, and felt his heart soften inexplicably.

Imric shook his head. He didn't like this kind of weak emotion. The realization of inner desires and obsession with magic have always been his ultimate pursuit. If anything stands in his way, he will not hesitate. Give up.

At this time, a burst of information was transmitted from the magic network into Imrik's heart, which was the ability of the raven.

Ravens have a unique ability that allows the caster to know the specific value of an item.

Not only that, Raven also has the common abilities of familiars:

Spell Sharing: At the master's option, he can have spells (excluding spell-like abilities) cast on him also affect his familiar. The familiar must be within 5 feet of its master when the spell is cast to take effect.

Emotional link: There is an inner connection between the owner and his familiar, and the maximum distance of the emotional connection is 1 mile. The master cannot see through his familiar's eyes, but they share each other's hearts. Due to the inherent limitations of this connection, only general psychic feelings can be transmitted.

Because of this emotional connection, the owner will also establish the same connection with the things his familiar has encountered or the places he has visited.

Delivering touch spells: If the master's level reaches third level or above, the familiar can deliver contact spells for him. If the master casts a contact spell with his familiar, he can designate his familiar as the "contacter."

The familiar can then deliver this contact spell just like the master himself. As normal, if the master casts another spell before the spell is delivered, the touch spell dissipates.

In general, the ability of a familiar is basically useful when the mage level is low. After a high level, you can even discard the familiar in exchange for a specialty.

However, most mages inexplicably trust and love their magic pets. For most lonely mages, their magic pets are their only companions.

Imric said to the raven: "From today on, you will be called Black Moon."

After saying that, he put the raven into the hood of his mage robe, and came to the village gate with Loste.

When everyone arrived, Lost was the first to say: "In order to ensure efficiency, I propose that we act separately. What do you think?"

Old John frowned and said, "There are only six of us, working in pairs. If we encounter danger, I'm afraid..."

Imrik heard the implication of Old John's words: In a group of two, it's not a problem for a fifth-level mage to lead a warrior, but I can't!

Imrik stood up at this time and said: "I don't need anyone to accompany me. It's enough to have the copper furnace with me."

After hearing this, Roost said happily: "That's just right, Townsend, you come with me, Carrot and Rom, you two will team up with old John."

Old John also felt relaxed. The two fourth-level warriors plus himself were indeed able to protect themselves.

He was about to say that Imric was just a third-level mage, wouldn't that be too dangerous? Thinking of the terrifying combat power of the Faqu creature, I gave up this idea.

These three level four warriors combined can't defeat it, are you worried? Just worry about yourself!

After several people were divided into groups, everyone assigned directions. Imric was responsible for the west, Old John was responsible for the east, and Lost was responsible for the south. As for the north when they came, it was left to the wood elves.

Imrik summoned the copper furnace, and the two set off on foot.

"Falcon Eyes!"

Imrik released a second-level divine spell for himself.

The greatly improved eyesight helps Imric see very far away and alert his surroundings. There are more than just threats from goblin spiders in this forest.

According to the introduction of the wood elves, a troll clan once existed in this forest. Although after years of elves hunting, this troll clan is on the verge of extinction, but there are still a few individuals wandering in the forest.

The troll is a dangerous evil creature with super resilience. Even if its head is cut off, it can grow back again. Its only weakness is fire and acid.

Trolls with a troll clan are usually relatively low-key and hunt their prey carefully to maintain the natural balance.

But if the social structure collapses, the trolls will become independent individuals, becoming savage and insatiable.

And now the trolls in the forest are in the most dangerous state.

In addition, the forest is also full of goblins. Although these ugly little monsters dare not attack when crowds gather, but now they must beware of them when they are alone.