[ Great sword: 'Lin' ]
[ Specialty: not drunk in a thousand cups ]
The word "great sword hao" is used for knighthood knights. Lin's life is also a legend.
Born in a time of war, he stepped into the world at a time when the evil religion was flourishing and foreign enemies were invading.
His name is frightening, but no enemy has ever seen the third sword of this first swordsman. They were dead before they could be pulled out.
At last the war subsided and the religion was overthrown. For this chivalrous warrior who had the merit of dragon, the emperor did not stingy reward, and Lin also went to his wish.
But after that, Lin became increasingly depressed. He threw away all his worldly possessions and began to roam the world. However, no longer find the original kind of blood and impulse. With the woman who was by my side...
Why he came to this world has always been a mystery. All he remembers is that he suddenly appeared on the battlefield after falling into a lake while drunk.
But the new start, but let Lin renewed morale. Because he had heard that in this world, there is the so-called "invincible enemy."
Occasionally, he would honk a tune in the memory of his hometown, but the biggest worry, or no wine to accompany... ]
(He had been staying at Lord Adeline's mansion, and had come to the pub when he heard that there was wine in the place -- but the pub had disappointed him.)
Integrated Combat Capacity: SS
"..."
More than a month had passed since the day of Alexander's arrival. The taverns now have warblers, and the castle clock rings every day. And new adventurers are finally drawing in.
"There's no sour taste at all. It's just too much water." The swordsman muttered something that George at the door could not quite catch. But he could tell that what he was saying was not the language of this world!
He was staring at the swordsman, and by the time he got to Martin's table, he was almost stalling -- he was just too excited. Because this' Lin 'on the note, is really too let a person have reverie!
He couldn't believe it, but he couldn't help but wonder if this' Lin 'was really his hometown.
I don't know which dynasty it comes from, or some parallel plane...
He took Martin up quietly, gave him a bunch of keys, and told him to hurry up to the castle. Then nervously looked at that 'Lin'.
Lin is handing Rona a gourd and, in trivially simple Common Language, tells her to pack some liquor. Then he clicked his boogers and went on eating and drinking.
George wanted to communicate with this Lin -- he could tell from the seal on his shoulder armor that he was definitely from the same world as himself!
This is a divine arrangement!
But it would be better to wait until Martin came back.
He looked anxiously out the window of the tavern - it seemed to be cloudy.
It's supposed to rain. Guests should have stayed longer in the pub. But Lin, looking at the sky, quickened his movements.
He had come, though, to drink on purpose, on the Duke's way of carrying a message to his sister-in-law. But if we delay too long, we will lose face in front of our friend.
'It won't take long to get the wine, but there ought to be enough time. I can't be too hasty. 'George settled down and looked at the other two tables -- only then did he notice the other two.
A man was sitting at a table, smoking a pipe, and examining a map in front of him.
He wore a felt hat on his head and a red scarf around his neck. There was a long musket at the back of his brown fur coat, and a small one at his side. Mouth of the beard repair is very neat, handsome so that little Rona looked at several eyes.
[ Marksman -- Remus ]
[Specialty: Treasure Hunt]
Once a lone ranger from the most notorious Red Turban mercenary regiment, he knew the law of the jungle from childhood, so the changes in the world did not have much effect on him, because he had already learned how to survive in the darkness.
But the food is dwindling is a fact, and mercenary corps internal also began to produce disagreement gradually. Until one day he saw the two men he grew up with raise their pistols to each other. In the midst of unbearable self-questioning, he disappeared...
From now on, the mercenary regiment is less a fearsome gunner. Because of the Kuroshio and run to escape the team, many a reliable watchman. ]
After he arrives in the city of the wind, he sees a bounty for the Cyclops, so he comes to the valley. However, he does not know that the giant is dead...
[Comprehensive Combat Capacity: A-]
He had eyes so special that even when the enemy was in the mist and darkness, he could hide him -- and even when his eyes were closed, his keen ear, his experience, and his marksmanship could shoot any enemy with the sound of his voice.
I'm afraid the details of combat effectiveness can only be seen after the recruitment. But this guy was also clearly a very powerful adventurer. And firearm stuff... George knew it might be worth as much as Lynn.
'The formula for the powerful powder was never developed, and Remus would have it... Moreover, I am very interested in his alchemy gun, and do not know the difference with the earth. It is said that it can be used without impact. If it can be copied, this kind of technology will definitely be of great use. '
'But all the equipment, including the guns and even the cannons, was so expensive that precious metals such as mithmil were needed for almost everything. And in this fog, even if equipped with runes, it is hard to work... '
George shook his head. He knew that firearms would be a more reliable force than a catapult when it came to defending a city. But until the sanctuary was big enough, alchemy was a no-brainer.
Remus's allure had diminished in his eyes.
'But that giant thing was a point of recruitment. So this guy can be my backup. '
The last guy, it seems, is a little more ordinary. He looked to be in his thirties, with long brown hair and a look of books on his face. The temperament of such a man was clearly not that of a wanderer or adventurer, and he was not supposed to be in such wilderness. However, judging by his tatted robes, it was clear that he had been adrift for some time.
The robe had been ripped off in pieces, as if by zombies. He had a nondescribable sword slung over his waist. But there were no calluses on his hands, and there were many marks of being worn away.
Obviously this guy doesn't have much power.
He looked like a real nerd -- the guy had been staring at a thick book on his desk, only occasionally glancing at Lin's gauntlet, as if interested in its picture of a tiger.
The bookworm, after several times of checking in the book, has found that the beast on the gauntlet bears some resemblance to the bobcat, which he has never seen in the book -- the same is true of the seal character on it.
[ Antony, the brave young maester ]
[Specialty: sharp-tongued and money-burning]
[ since childhood life in forbidden sanctuary he, Dr. Herzing book. But not seen the world outside. It is different from other scholars, however, that he was also curious about the world outside the book. After the disaster, some of his ideas with the institute of the companions, and from that day on, Anthony and think, to learn the all people are fools in the city.
After that, he was banished from the Book City because of his evil ideas, left the forbidden land across the sea, began to travel in the mainland, and to the various countries to lobby.
However, this guy is too good to offend people, not only that, in the eyes of all the nobility, he knows things are not practical. This made anyone who treated him as a guest throw him out.
Practical? Anthony, who came with the idea of spreading knowledge, found the word ridiculous.
However, after watching the fleeing refugees being chased by monsters, he began to secretly regret that he had not learned something 'practical'...
Of course, there are some differences between the two 'utilities'... ]
Combat Power -- How many punches do you think he can take?
'This is supposed to be a cranky' wizard '... The burning of money showed that he must know something about alchemy. But he probably didn't know anything about magic, or how much he knew, and it was hard for such a stubborn creature to stay... George watched the nerd sneaking glances at Lorna with disdain. "Above all, he has no taste," he said. "Why are you staring at that weird-haired waitress when there are all these other people in the pub? ! '
George, however, felt that he would like to talk to the scholar if he could. But unfortunately, Lin so thick a moment of thigh, he had to embrace it!
And obviously, he has a great chance to stay Lin!
He will be the future patron saint of Sanctuary!
While George was pondering, Martin returned in time, as he had been bidden to do. He came in, carrying a cask of wine and rolling a cask of wine.
Martin caught George's eye and put the two barrels of wine near the fire pit and opened them one by one. Suddenly, in the warm air, two sweet smells filled the tavern. Let bow to eat fierce Lin suddenly all over a shudder, suddenly turned around the head.
He saw that exotic people do not know when, has a smile on his face, the small barrel of wine, in his arms, on Lin's table. He filled a glass of wine for Lin under his surprised eyes. At the same time, he turned back to Lorna, who was secretly pouring water into the gourd, and beckoned her to pour the water away and fill it with the best brandy!
After filling the wine, George put down the barrel, sat down in his seat, smiled, and uttered the words, "Don? The song? Yuan? Ming? Qing dynasty? Oh, it shouldn't be Qing, your hair isn't right."
He says it all in Chinese and it sounds awkward and weird...
Lin frowned. He looked curiously at George, stroked his chin, and said nothing. But the innkeeper, who was familiar with him from time to time, was pretending to laugh freely and heartily, and said to himself, "It's really a strange place to meet an old friend -- Lin! We come from one world! B: well... Times may be different, but you're not alone in this world! Stay and help me, I've got plenty of good wine here..."
George could not resist the excitement of his prepared lines, almost the best eloquence of his life, but slowly the air grew awkward, and Lin's eyes grew more and more strange.
At the end, he saw Lin simply drop his gaze and take a sip of the golden wine from his glass. After a nice smack, Lin gulped it down.
"Glowing glass of wine..." He shook his head, looked at the wooden glass and sighed: "I always thought that this wine is red, but I did not expect that this western region also has gold wine. But though it's good, it's not strong enough..."
With that, he took the gourd, drank a good drink, and with his eyes lit up, he put the gourd on the table -- "All the fun!"
This time George caught every word Lin was saying.
But he did not understand a word.
It seems that what Lin said is indeed Chinese, but it is a certain dialect of the ancient south -- perhaps it is the mandarin dialect of that dynasty.
So George suddenly realized a problem...
Then Lin looked at George and opened her mouth again. "I don't know what you're talking about, but thank you for the wine and the hospitality -- it was a worthwhile trip! It's going to rain, and I have to give Adeline's niece... Well, the sister-in-law delivers the letter. (When Lin thinks of the relationship between the nobility, he is moved by the degree of incest of these barbarians!) , I won't stay here any longer. In the future, you can come to the city of wind to find me, my name is Lin... Forget it, they all call me Lin."
Lin took out a golden lion and threw it on the table. On second thought, he seemed to find it insulting that the innkeeper had treated him so warmly with such coarse objects of gold and silver. Then he reached out his hand and took the gold and silver back, pulled it out from his bosom and threw down a jade pendant.
At last he looked up, patted the flabbergasted George, and turned away.
You are right, but he is likely to come from before Ming, even may not have the same parallel space and time... so don't waste your breath again, otherwise the first good impression, also didn't, perhaps, the next time you should be in the whole pub with good wine, so maybe after he see the wine, feel how many days can you drink, how many days will work for you - the duke, is like this man."
"..."
George didn't understand a word Lin was saying, but he knew the words in the fiery pit. He looked at the piece of jade pendant in his hand and was stunned.
There are two ancient seal characters on it, which seem to be 'Linyue'.
Two slams of the door reached George's ears and drew him back to God. He looked back and saw that the sharpshooter and Lindu had already left the pub.
When Lin and the sharpshooter walked out of the tavern, the bookworm hastily stuffed the jumble of books and scrolls into his sleeve. Then he pushed a handful of money into Rona's hand and tried to follow them.
George came to his senses. Pointing at the nerd's butt, he shouted:
"-- Push me right there with the son of a bitch who eats all the food!! ~ ~ ~"