Faerun Shield Heart

When will the wanderer return home after leaving his hometown? A lone sail is flying under the city of Neverwinter. The roaring waves fall into the sea of ​​stars, and the gentle waves gently ripple through the Sword Bay. The dead can hear the cries of ghosts in the swamp, and feel the frost and cold in the Icewind Valley. Jin Ge is like a forest, smiling in front of the battle array, sacrificing one's life in blood for beauty. The swords and arrows fell in hand-to-hand combat, and the secret spells and spells were chanted in flames. The yellow sand of the desert is covered with white bones, and the distant mountains are darkened by gloomy clouds and mist. As the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, I am surprised to find that my temples are stained. After disarming myself, I returned to the forest and rested on a stone pillow. I poured my wine into the wind and lay down in front of the flowers. The drunkard writes with a carefree mind, while the beautiful woman looks back with a wandering shadow. The mountains and rivers of Faerun are changed in a single stroke, and the heart of the shield is at ease between heaven and earth. Ye Wu: "Which Poujie article did you copy this from?" Li Yu: "Sister Yewu, I said you are a beauty!" Ye Wu: "Can you be original?" Li Yu: "I'm not going to rush into the street!" This is the story of a group of funny guys who went on a spring outing, sightseeing, being cute, and making complaints in Faerûn. Really. DND party members and upgrading and practicing enthusiasts please go to the upper right corner.