The Dark Maiden.
She was a very special deity because she was the only deity in the good camp among the drows.
The Dark Maiden was a goddess full of melancholy and sorrow. In addition to protecting all the good drows, she also protected those drows who hoped to return to the surface world and live in peace. Most of the evil drows were burning with anger against this good goddess, but for those drows who tried to escape from the Queen of Spiders, she was a welcome ray of hope. The Dark Maiden loved beauty and peace, but she was not stingy with fighting back against those who tried to hurt her believers. Her appearance was that of a tall dark elf with smooth and soft skin, with long silver hair that flowed to her ankles.
She was called "Lei Feng" by many people, and was a very good and kind god.
Unfortunately, she died.
She was the daughter of the Elven King and the former Queen of Elves, the daughter of the current Queen of Spiders, but she died in the hands of her own mother.
The Queen of Spiders was still the final victor. She killed her own daughter, the Dark Maiden of the past, and then took her divine power and priesthood, and thus completely unified the drows in the Underdark. There had never been a god that made Søren so afraid. The Queen of Spiders was definitely the only one. He still remembered the fear when he served this evil goddess, and her various desires and needs. If the nature of a woman was fickle, then the nature of a goddess was even more fickle. No one could understand the thoughts of the Queen of Spiders.
In the past, the Dark Maiden accidentally joined the Queen of Spiders' rebellion plan and was exiled by the Elven King.
She protected the good drows who wanted to return to the surface. She once had many believers and followers in the Underdark, but after her fall, these people were mercilessly slaughtered by the Queen of Spiders. The Elven King tried to accept some of her believers, but there seemed to be some disputes later. The other elves could not accept these fallen ones. Anyway, in Søren's memory, the believers, priests, and followers of the Dark Maiden ended up very miserable. If they were caught by the priests of the Queen of Spiders, they would eventually experience inhumane torture, or even be turned into spider demons.
Søren was really surprised!
He didn't expect to meet drows overseas, and they seemed to be a branch of a certain family.
In order to adapt to life on the surface, they seemed to have mixed blood with humans.
After hearing Søren's words, there was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the drow in front of him. He looked at Søren silently, as if he did not care about the curved sword on his neck.
There were many stubborn Drows because their living environment was very cruel.
Perhaps because of their racial talent, male drows were good fighters, while female drows had more advantages as spellcasters. Their tradition was that only females could become priests. Even among the followers of the Dark Maiden, most of them were female priests. The man stared at Søren in silence, as if he had seen through life and death. His eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, as if he had gone through countless hardships. However, when he saw the scimitar in Søren's hand, his expression changed, and a hint of excitement appeared!
"Icingdeath!?"
He slowly opened his mouth and spoke in a hoarse voice in the language of the drows. This pronunciation attracted the attention of his other two companions. When they saw the curved sword in Søren's hand, they could not help but show a trace of shock on their faces, and then they knelt in front of him. The leader of the drows looked excited. He reached out and gently stroked the curved sword, then retracted his fingers as if he had been electrocuted. Then he humbly bowed his head to Søren in front of him and said, "Your Excellency is the master of Icingdeath! Please accept my humble respect! "
Icingdeath?
Søren froze for a moment, then looked at the expression of the drows. He frowned slightly as if he remembered something.
It seemed that the previous owner of the legendary curved sword Icingdeath was a legendary drows. He had a high reputation among the believers of the Dark Maiden. If these drows were believers of the Dark Maiden, they might really know this curved sword. But the Dark Maiden had fallen for so long, how could they still maintain their faith?
These guys' will was really tough!
"Maybe they are useful to me?"
Søren thought for a moment. He looked at the drows in front of him and asked directly, "Where are you from? How many people are there in your tribe? Why are you here? "
In the face of Søren's continuous questions, the drows in front of him hesitated, but after looking at each other, they slowly told him what had happened. It turned out that after the Dark Maiden died in the hands of her mother, the Queen of Spiders, their tribe began to flee the Underdark. Some of them were accepted by the Elven Lord God, but in the end, there were differences because they could not integrate. Another group came to the surface world and mixed with human blood, and a group of half-drows was born. For example, these drows in front of him had a quarter of human blood.
This group of drows had a hard time!
Because they had lost the protection of the Dark Maiden, they had completely become helpless lambs. The priests of the Queen of Spiders were chasing them, and various forces on the surface were not kind to them. After all, drows were born evil creatures. Many races could not get along with them, and many elves were even hostile to them during the long struggle. In the end, they had to migrate. They moved to many places in a row, and finally found a little space to live in the desolate overseas area.
However, without their god, their population was getting smaller and smaller, and their strength was getting weaker.
Even if they had many excellent warriors, they might not be able to gain the upper hand when fighting against some indigenous tribes. Because they had lost their god, they had no priests, they had lost their inheritance and knowledge, and it was difficult for wizards to be born among them. The only spellcasters left were only a few warlocks. In this world, without the support of spellcasters, it was difficult to change everything just by relying on a group of excellent warriors. They lacked food, weapons, and all kinds of materials. They had not adapted to the primitive and barbaric environment, and they had no way to resist the attacks of various monsters.
The three of them quietly used magic to disguise themselves as humans and came to Shipwreck Bay. They originally planned to quietly buy a batch of materials to go back and survive this difficult period, but they did not expect that they underestimated the cunning of the human gangs. They accidentally exposed themselves during the operation. The final result was needless to say. They were surrounded by enemies several times, then captured by the Seawolf. After that, they were locked in the cellar. The Seawolf probably did not know what to do with these half-drows.
Sure enough, it was a history of blood and tears.
If a race lost the protection of a god, it would be considered good if they didn't die out. It was almost impossible for them to live a good life.
Without a god, there would be no priests, and without priests, there would be no divine spells.
Without the healing divine spells, without the blessing of the temple, without a large number of spellcasters, it was almost impossible to maintain the strength of a race just by relying on the inheritance of the warlocks. The weaker they were, the less ability they had to cultivate wizards. In the end, they would probably become warriors. Spellcasters were always indispensable, otherwise, Søren would not call them Spellcasters. A race must have spellcasters in its high-end force. Their existence was as deterrent as a nuclear bomb.
Could they be subdued?
Søren was thinking about a question in his mind. With his understanding of the drows, he knew that these people naturally liked to obey the strong, especially when they were in a desperate situation. However, a race of drows, even if they were weak, would be stronger than him now. Since the drows were born to be stubborn, Søren could not show enough strength, and he might not be able to subdue them.
He looked at the half-drows in front of him and said in a deep voice, "How many people do you have?"
The drows in front of him hesitated for a moment, then said, "We have more than 800 people, more than half of them are warriors."
More than four hundred drow warriors?
Søren's eyes suddenly lit up. He suddenly felt very excited because these were all warriors close to grade 3. It was normal for them to have grade 4 warriors.
He thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "I will give you a cargo ship and some people. It will be filled with food, medicine, weapons, and supplies. You can take it back to your race."
Surprise!
Unbelievable surprise!
The three drows looked at Søren with unimaginable eyes, and then knelt on the ground as if they were about to cry. They buried their heads deeply and said excitedly, "Thank you, sir! Thank you very much! … "
It seemed that they were indeed living a hard life.
The estrangement between races, the unfamiliar environment, the inability to trade with other creatures, and the complete self-sufficiency made it difficult to live in the primitive and barbaric overseas.
Because there were too many dangers there.
Søren looked at the drows in front of him, paused for a moment, and said, "These materials should be enough for you to survive for a while, but you still need to choose your own path in the future. Without the protection of the Dark Maiden, you may not even be able to defeat the indigenous people. For some reasons, I can help you, but only this time. "
"As for your future, it depends on your own choice."
"It won't take long."
"I will also enter the overseas islands. I hope you can give me the answer I want."
Søren stood up slowly.
Then he waved his hand and ordered his men to prepare a cargo ship and supplies for them. A large number of goods were stored on this island.
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