"Windcatcher, your excellency…"
"Call me Master Bath’ra," the Troll said.
"Master Bath’ra, can I ask you a question?"
"If you want to ask me about Ravenholdt Manor, I can only apologise," Bath’ra answered pre-emptively.
"Alright, let me ask about something else," Lu Li said, not discouraged. "If I establish a town in the future, can I invite you to join me? As you know, you are a visionary Engineering Master which is very appealing for adventurers."
"You want to establish a town? It doesn’t seem like you are particularly rich. Don’t be like those goblins; their engineering has gone downhill," Bath’ra said in disgust.
They had been in this cave for more than an hour. Fortunately, Bath’ra was around, otherwise, Lu Li wouldn’t have made it to the end.
Before reaching the Ravenholdt Manor there was a bendy river. The naturally occurring underground water in Blackfathom was quite meagre.
