Hill Had Actually Changed Something

Telly fell into deep thought.

He sat on the terrace railing, abandoning the layer of protection around himself and letting the cold, driving rain strike directly against his face.

He looked around absentmindedly, as though observing the various humans on the ground below.

The rainstorm was truly immense. In such a short time, the waters of the Undead Swamp had already spread onto the main road.

Hill, too, watched his latest work with satisfaction.

Martha had long since taken control of the shops along the commercial street. Long transparent awnings extended from the rooftops on both sides, eventually meeting high above the center of the street.

Rain pattered loudly against the awnings. Even the ladies from the Temple of Tyr came out of their homes to look at the commercial street, now transformed into a covered corridor.

They happily passed the fruit and vegetable shop, the rice, grain, and seasoning shop, the general store, the clothing and jewelry shop, the leather goods shop, the clock shop, and the flower shop, finally stopping at the L-shaped café at the end of the corridor.

Beyond it was the forest.

Sitting at the rows of small tables outside the café, watching the forest in the rain while drinking a warm cup of coffee, the girls all looked very happy.

Hill had added these facilities after the last torrential rain. He did not want to use the Water Mythal's power merely to keep out the rain.

Merchants from Neverwinter and Waterdeep stood along the street, whispering among themselves as they discussed it.

The rains had been heavy all year. These merchants, who had suffered from them as well, were very interested in such convenient awnings.

If their commercial streets had something like this too, business would improve greatly. Few people were willing to shop