Book 9: Chapter 24

Book 9: Chapter 24

(Authors Disclaimer: The numbers contained within this chapter are entirely based on one persons perception and have no necessary connection with reality.)

It was one thing after another, these wild days. It proved the Gnolls were right. They always were when the wind changed.

More than [Historians], more than [Kings] and nationsGnolls had successfully predicted more changing of eras than any other species.

That was afact that either had no value or all the value in the world. It was something that only a few people knew.

The night had been quiet for so many, and when the people of this world woke, they did not know, yet, what had changed.

Selphids did. They woke to news via [Message] spell or the sudden suspicion in the air, like smoke and death and dark things brought into the light of cleansing flame. A familiar feeling.

Suspicion. Their own people warned enclaves and individuals first. Friends telling friends, simple [Messages] that lacked for many facts, but contained the important truth.

The Minds had breached the Minacien Wall. Those that did had been destroyed. Dark deeds had been done.

Unlike other speciesno, exactly like other species, the actions of a few would reflect on them all. Was it fair? Possibly not. The Minds had authority among Selphids, but their people had not known, by and large, where or who or what these Minds had done at all.

It didnt matter. Word would spread. Indeed, it was already being discussed, in what would happenthe fallout.

(This has been the worst day for our people in thousands of years. The Minds have delivered no cure to the Wasting, but more death.)

The Minds. They had not been the only ones in Baleros, but they had been a sizable minority. And arguablydid it matter? Minds had violated the Minacien Wall. They were all culpable in that sense.

(That theyviolated the Minacien Wall. We have no context for why, only the outcome. Any survivors must shed some light.)

The remaining Minds were discussing the incident quietly. Their usual secrecy and attempts to work independently had been dropped for the purposes of this event. Indeedthe different Minds were being unusuallyfrank.

(Context? CONTEXT DOES NOT MATTER. The Minacien Wall was BREACHED. Stay away from the [Doctor]. Stay away from the survivors lest we compound thisthis disaster.)

One of the remaining Minds was leaking so much raw distress the others had to dampen the influx of thought. Not all of them were upset, but none of them were in denial. They had processed it and realized the truth.

The six Minds who had convened at that Gathering Citadel had not, in fact, come together organically. They had been chosen, some merged for the express purpose of creating a new Gathering Citadel that would combat the Wasting. Each of the six had adherents and affiliationsif they had been public to the other Minds, they would have had factions of support similar to Wistram and other political bodies.

The First, Second, and Sixth Minds had even possessed what was analogous to disciple Minds who had learned from them.

Under the cold light of day, a decision was being made. The Minds speaking to each other from their citadels were not as numerous as the six. So many Minds in close proximity was not normally needed.

Still. The Minds were interrupted by another Mind who represented a group of three.

(This Mind represents north.)

It combined the mental handshake with images of cold stone and snow. The other Minds recognized it and began to fill it in on what they had concludedlittle as that wasbut this Mind was brusque.

(Our conclave is at work. We have understood what has come to pass, if not why. The conclusion is enough. The Mind that was spun from Egress has come to a decision on its own. It has voluntarily agreed to unmake itself. Into sub-Minds where Egress perspective is reduced or into Selphids if possible.)

The other Minds were shocked into silence by the announcement. Six Minds had perishedand more would also be dissolved.

(The Second Mind is not culpable if itRedemptionsignaled the breach. Few Minds remain. This conclave urges Dissonance to remain.)

Dissonance, one of the Minds who had hither-to been silent, signaled understanding.

(I shall consider these thoughts. Nor shall I be blind to Contradictions possible corruption. For nowI shall devote my first thoughts to emotion. Mourning. Then, think.)

It was a perspective different from the others. But they listened hard, because the Second Mind had been the one who called down wrath and truth upon the others. What conclusions did they come to? Simple ones. Cautious ones, tempered by guilt and realization just how dark the crimes had been.

(Leave the [Doctor] alone. Warn Selphids abroad. A scourging must not come againbut perhaps it already has been set in motion. Tenno. Nine shall remain. The Minds of Baleros should consider their place. Consider the future.)

The remaining Minds felt the Selphids place in this world shakingand they had no one to blame but themselves. Grief from Dissonanceone of them did pulse one last thought out.

(That we have committed so many wrongs. It does not change the fact that the Dyed Lands are expanding. It does not change the fact that there are children from another world appearing. Paeth on the Coast has appeared. We now suffer)

(rightly)

(it matters not. This Mind suggests one last course of action to the above. To be deliberated upon: send an emissary in humility and cooperation. To either Forgotten Wing or this United Nations company. If neither will have it, then further abroad, for we desperately need allies who are not Selphid. An alliance that does not contain the Minds as the leaders.)

This proposal was met with arguments, but more acceptance than not. Already, reports were coming in that many Selphids in the Blighted Kingdom were either being watched or politely being asked to leave.

For now, it was polite. Yetif it needed to be, it needed to be. The nine remaining Minds conferred.

(Outreach? Now? Who would trustah.)

(An agent like that even exists?)

Some of the Minds had no idea what was being referred to, but they slowly began to agree.

(Very well. In humility. This is the greatest priority of the Minds. Sosend our last representative abroad. In outreach, to aid, not dictate. Send the Duck.)

So the Minds reached out and sent an order to an agent of theirs. It heard and obeyed and quietly

Quacked.

It was an ashy morning. The ash drifted down from where it had been blown into the skies, like snow. It was probably toxic, and the Great Companies, civilians, and people who had gathered to stare at the crater in the ground were being advised to wear masks.

Even nearby cities saw Lizardfolk wearing cloth masks or staying indoorsbut the majority of the fallout was being contained by wind spells. The ash blew across the jungle, and [Weather Mages] were even dispersing water into the air to hopefully mitigate the effects. It might well poison the ground, so they were being careful to localize the rainfall. But the ash had to stop.

Why were the Great Companies doing that? Wellthere was a rumor in the city. A Lizardman serving tables was chattingthey liked chatting

I heard it was The Last Light.

Several people at the tables glanced up, and the Lizardman nodded happily as someone at the table he was waiting glanced up. They accepted a cool fruit drink and pressed it to their forehead before gulping it down.

Really?

Their companion sniffedand sneezed. The eighth time since theyd sat down. The [Server] wagged a claw with a wink.

Yep. Heard of her? The [Doctor] who stopped the Yellow Rivers stuffshe appeared and told one of the commanders to do it all. Thenvanished. I knew she wasnt dead. But a Selphid fortress?

He shuddered.

Right next to our city. Theyre crazy. Maybe

He trailed off, then smiled brightly. No Selphids were in the cafe; everyone looked too alive, but the Lizardman glanced over to the kitchen where another order was ready.

Ill be back in a second with your food.

Another glass of water, please.

The first person sitting at the table waved their cup, and the other one sneezed into a napkin. The Lizardman trotted off, and the two turned to stare at each other.

Geneva Scala glanced at the falling ash and then at GenevaScala. Or were they?

A Gnoll and a Drowned Woman looked at each other. The Gnoll kept sneezing, but she eventually got it under control.

Whats your name?

Gno, maybe we have different names, now? Whats yours?

I was thinking on that. And the future. Didshe get out? Did the bad one?

I dont know.

They had stuck together, but however many others had made itthe rumor was that at least one woman was in the company of the Titan. But these two were not her.

They had no levelsat least in [Doctor]. The Gnoll scratched at her fur. It feltnormal. She didnt have any dissonance with this body, just a feeling as though everything were new. And everything smelled.

She wondered how much shed beenaltered. But she had to believe she was her. And who was that her?CHeCk for new stories on no/v/el/bin(.)c0m

Ive got seven levels in [Survivor]. Four in [Telepath].

Thats a lot. What did you do?

I dont know. What about you?

Eight in [Telepath], but its [Purified Telepath].

The Gnoll frowned at the Drowned Woman.

Why did you get that? It sounds better than mine.

Perspective?

Hrr. Why did I say hrr? Everything smells.

The other Geneva took a glass of water and gulped it down. She asked for another refill.

Well, Id rather be in the water. What now? Do we findher?

The Gnoll scratched at her chin.

I dont see why we would. Shes with the Titan. I hope shes well, but wewe should see if anyone else made it. How much gold did you find?

Amazingly, they had enough to pay for a caf. The Drowned Woman counted and shrugged.

The Minds must have forgotten to remove this bag of holding. Ive gota lot. Was this body a [Smuggler] or something? I may be an alcoholic.

Wonderful.

They sat there in silence as the Lizardman came back and wisely left a pitcher of water. At length, the Gnoll spoke.

Lets team up. We can do more together. Lets team up andfigure out what happens after that. The world has the Last Light. Lets do something else that matters.

The other Geneva looked up and smiled. She reached out, and the two shook hands. The Gnoll felt the cold grip of the Drowned Woman tighten on hers. Unspokenthey looked into each others eyes. Then outside at the fallout.

But the sun was rising. Slowly, they sat back, and the Gnoll decided to order a baked rat. For just a moment

Rest.

Quietly, then, the day began. Quietlywith no great wars or events save a kind of exhaled breath, the subdued exhilaration after a party.

In Liscor, The Wandering Inn, guests woke up with hangovers and oddly refreshed minds thanks to the sleeping Skill. They woke upand knew that The Adventurers Haven was still headed south, past Invrisil.

That the legends of the north had come south and were heading to the new lands of Izril. That Erin Solstice had met Larracel Delais and that new, strange, and perhaps wacky days were yet to come.

One Selphid sat up in bed without her usual smile. Jelaqua Ivirith had rooms at The Wandering Inn, but she often stayed in Pallass. Last night at least, she and a certain Dullahan had found this room, but hed stumbled back to Pallass after realizing that bed was not going to accommodate someone of his size and weight.

She should have been smiling today as well, but she didnt. She read the little [Message] scroll that was reserved for emergenciesand closed her eyes. Without a word, she rolled up the scroll, then sat there, head in her hands.

Everyone else didnt share her sudden change of mood. The patter-patter of eager paws on the floor signaled a little Gnoll bursting out of her room in excitement. And like a herald, she was followed by other feet and then a predictable thump-thump of heavy footfalls.

Jelaqua, are you awake? Lets have breakfast together. Is she here, Seborn?

Probably. Unless she and Maughin are in Pallass.

Even Seborns usual doleful tones were cheerful, and Moore sounded energetic. Ulinde joined them, and Jelaqua looked up. She hesitated, then called out.

Be right there, you lot. Save me a seat.

Later. Shed tell themthe Selphid didnt know what to say. She stared blankly ahead and wondered what it would change. Nothing, she hoped. But she feared

The Minacien Wall. The Selphid put a smile on her face. No use keeping secrets, but no use spoiling their good mood.

Shed tell them tonight.

It would change many things, but not immediately. The only effect that news had, this morning, was that Erin Solstice noticed Jelaqua was bummed out.

The [Innkeeper] was eating leftovers and dipping a roll of buttered bread in her bisque as she grew heartily sick of the taste. However, she was in good spirits, and she sensed that almost everyone else coming down the stairs felt good.

If hungover. Ceria Springwalker was rattling Octavias doorknob until the [Alchemist] tapped her on the shoulder.

Ceria. What do you want?

Hangover cures. Give. Here. Gold.

The half-Elf shook a bag of gold at the Stitch-woman pleadingly. She was joined by several other guests, including Seborn, Alcaz, Relc, and Menolit.

Relc? Menolit? Why are you two here?

Erin blinked, and Relc stared at her.

Why am I here? Who am I?

Didnt you give Relc a room, Erin?

Lyonette looked exasperated, and Erin hesitated.

I did? I did. You normally go to work before breakfast, even Relc. Hey! Wait. Did Menolit get a room too?

I woke up in Birds tower. Someone put a blanket on me. I had this pie. Think its still good?

Menolit had breakfastwhich might have been what he was eating when he passed out. Bird folded his arms.

I wish to have a lock installed on my tower, Lyonette.

Were replacing your door, Bird. But isnt it nice that people like your tower?

Bird thought about it as he picked up a spare omelet and put a chicken leg on top. He turned.

No. Its my damn tower.

He stomped off, and Erin laughed. It was rare for Bird to be that mad, but he wasnt seriously angry. It was a difference in emotions.

She was feeling perceptive today after levelling up. Intelligent. Erin noticed Jelaqua trailing behind her team as she came down the stairs.

Hey, Octavia, better get another cure for Jelaqua.

Hm? Ohthanks, Erin.

The Selphid jumped, and Erin blinked. Maybe it wasnt a hangover? Anyways, the inn was filled with chattering guests, and Erin saw Liska wringing her paws as Ishkr calmly passed out food with Calescent.

The Goblin was in the kitchen, and Erin stared at him. He stared back, and she smiled.

Calescent! Wow, this is wild.

There were Goblins and Antinium working here, and she didnt know all their names! She looked around and saw a Hobgoblin with one leg using a long wooden leg as she poked a surprised Yvlon and handed her a plate of food. An Antinium Worker being shown how to sweep by

Silveran! There you are! I knew it! Shoo, shoo! You have a job!

Silveran jumped, and his mustache wobbled. He fled as Erin chased after him. The inns guests laughed as Ishkr took the broom and began shooing Silveran out the door.

Morning, Miss Erin. We may need to deal with a small situation after you eat.

Oh? Whats up, Ishkr?

Erin was still waking up, but Liska was opening and closing her mouth behind her brother.

Small situation? Theyre trapped in Invris

Itll keep. Have your breakfast first.

Ishkr nudged his sister in the ribs, and she and he began elbowing each other as Erin blinked at them. She went to sit back down, yawning.

Erin. Did we really meet the Adventurers Haven yesterday? Was I drinking with Named-rank adventurers? And did I reallyand you have to be honest heredid I really see Mihaela Godfrey do a kegstand? You have to tell me.

Yvlon Byres was begging for a whiff of sanity as she raised two bloodshot eyes at the table. Erin Solstice thought about it.

Is that the thing where you balance on a keg with a straw and drink lots of the alcohol?

Yes.

Sounds about right. You forgot the part where Ceria did the same thing.

Yvlon glanced over at the hungover half-Elf.

No, I believed that part even without Godfrey. The Adventurers Haven. There were what, four Named-ranks? More?

Well, counting Saliss and Tessa, yeahwait a second. Is Tessa here?

Erin frowned around the inn and then looked up. But the Named-rank Adventurer wasnt thereshe sat up from behind the bar and scared Seborn out of his chair.

What?

Oh, good. You eating breakfast?

Yep.

Tessa crouched back down, and Yvlon stared at Erin. The [Innkeeper] scratched at her head.

Some night, huh? And guess what? I leveled up! I think I did, at least. Wait a second

Erin put a hand on her chin. She felt like she was forgetting a key thing. Level up. Great stuff. Fun [Innkeeper]

Deconstructed door?

Erins smile turned waxy for a second, and Ishkr glanced up as Yvlon blinked and smiled.

Thats great news, Erin! Right?

The [Innkeeper] gave her an unconvincing smile that made Pisces and Ksmvr stop chewing and glance at each other. Lyonettes eyes narrowed, and she saw Liskas panicked look. Seborn grunted and reached for his daggers as Mrsha turned her head.

Y-yeah. Totally great. Um. Ishkr? What was that thing you were gonna mention? Im just gonna go over here a second, Yvlon, and

A scream echoed from the entrance of the inn. Everyone looked upand a wailing Gnoll and laughing Drake burst into the room.

Saliss of Lights and Xif had apparently fallen asleep in the rec room. Whereupon theyd tried to get back to Pallass, only to find

Someones destroyed the door to Pallass! IIm stuck here!

Youll have to walk back! Four hundred miles!

Saliss was laughing at Xif as the [Alchemist] wrung his paws. Erin Solstice saw all her guests look up in horror and lifted a hand.

Wait, I have a new Sk

Too late. The inn exploded into chaos as the adventurers went pouring out to see what had happened. Lyonette threw up her hands in despair. Mrsha looked around for Temile, the Players of Celum, and wondered if they were stranded in Invrisil or worseCelum.

And Erin? She thought for a second, then waited for everyone to flood out of the common room. Silently, she looked around and counted the people who remained.

This bad, Miss Erin?

Calescent looked put out at the people whod abandoned his meals. He looked at the Goblin and Antinium staff, and one of the Goblins decided that if Ceria wasnt eating her meal, she would. She sat down and began to eatuntil someone glared at her.

Rags had stayed in her seat. Tessa appeared from behind the bar, and Saliss emerged from behind the common room door, sniggering. Erin saw Seborn take a gulp of water and put her hands on her hips. She eyed Ser Dalimont and nodded.

Well, well, well. Are you all the smart ones?

Im the lazy one. Im not getting up and running around in the morning. Besidesno one disintegrates a valuable object.

The [Rogue] toasted Erin. The [Innkeeper] laughed and then saw a timid girl raise a hand.

Im here too, Miss Erin.

Nanette!

The witch was munching on some toast with melted cheese on it by the fire. Erin beamed at her. She closed her eyes and thought for a second. She heard a squeak, and when she opened them

Nanette jumped as a door appeared next to her. But it was not the door to the garden or even the true door of the [Garden of Sanctuary]. Erin opened her eyesand they widened as Saliss rubbed his claws together and chortled.

Ill pay you 50 gold coins to keep this a secret from Xif all day.

Erin just smiled as a door appeared, framed by stone, and a glittering crystal knob and oval mirror of glass showed another innwhere a distressed group of Humans, including Temile, suddenly jumped and leapt back and began pointing at

The [Door of Portals]. Erin Solstice felt it ready to go and eight different spots it could reach. She beamed as the door swung open.

Mrsha and the distressed guests were just in time to see the door openingand the stone archway allowed Temile and a relieved flood of guests to pour through. Liskas eyes bulged as she saw twenty people race into the inn, and Drassi threw herself down on the floor.

Oh, thank the Ancestors! I was afraid Id be stuck

The Players of Celum followed and several citizens of Liscor, Celum, and Pallass.

Twenty-nine people came through the door, and Liska expected it to blink out like normal after half that. But it didnt. The portal stayed open, and Erin exhaled. She clapped her hands and laughed in delight.

Its got juice! I could send, likeeighty-three more people! To Invrisil! I could probably open a door in Riverfarm! Ive got a magic Skill door! Ive got a magic Skill door!

The upgraded [Door of Portals] looked cooler, could send more peopleand it could reach a hundred miles farther than the last one. Erin danced around as her guests stopped in aweright until someone wandered through the door and inspected it on Erins side of the inn.

Oh. Here it is. And I thought Id have to begin work right away. Mmmmm. Apprentice, look at this.

Valeterisa, the Archmage of Izril, walked through the door, and everyone turned to stare at her. Valeterisa, or Valley as some of her friends from the Adventurers Haven called her, had a plate of food floating behind her. It bumped into her cheek as she turned.

Whats this?

Eat me. A folded notecard was placed on top of the plate, and Valeterisa blinked at it.

Oh, breakfast. How convenient.

She began eating as Erin turned to her. And the [Magical Innkeeper] saw how Larra ran her inn. The sleepy Archmage looked nothing like the woman who had carried Fissival into the sky.

Yet she was the same one, and Montressa du Valeross appeared to Bezales delight. She stopped as she saw Ceria, Pisces, and the others, but she tugged nervously at Valeterisas arm.

Archmage, youre supposed to be at The Adventurers Haven for breakfast.

But this is magic.

Mihaela Godfrey told me to fetch you! Archmage, please

The thought of annoying the famous Guildmistress was so apparently distressing that Valeterisa noticed Montressas anxiety.

Oh, very well. After I just inspect this door for a little bit. Shes going to visit this inn anyways. Im justhm. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm. Hm. Ah, its been replaced by a door made of Skills. Just as I thought. Completely incomprehensible enchantment if there even is one. Take note, Apprentice. This is what we call a sidegrade. Orhow did Nailihuaile put it? An upgrade made of gold-painted shit. I was just about to work on this door too.

Valeterisa poked the door absently. Erins dancing stopped, and the [Innkeeper] turned.

Say what now?

The Archmage of Izril looked around.

Well, its a Skill-based door. It probably scales off of levels, not magic. Which means I cant upgrade it anymore.

Valeterisa looked around, and everyone stared at her blankly.

I was going to do this. Im sure I mentioned it? At Fissival?

It seemed to occur to her that this wasnt Fissival. The Archmage uncertainly looked around, and she edged back into Invrisils side. Then she made a fist and struck her palm with it as her mouth fell open.

Wait. This means I can make my own teleportation network. And I have less competition.

She smiled.

Yay.

Erin Solstice had a new door. The news was only slightly tempered by Valeterisas revelation that it was no longer contingent on the magical enchantment.

Ignore Valeterisa. This is a good thing for your inn. The best outcome, in fact, and time will doubtless prove thatespecially if Valeterisa makes good on her promise to create a teleportation network. Which is no guarantee; she has failed before.

Larracel herself came to inspect the door, or rather, her inn did. It was still hovering around Invrisil, having stopped for the combined party between inns.

She walked through the door, and Erin felt her enter her inn, as if a sudden charge of electricity were filling the building. Not hostilejust foreign, a sense of an [Innkeeper] whose level exceeded her own.

Was that how Agnes and the others had felt? However, Larracel didnt look like some former Named-rank monster or a terrifying woman.

She was short, pretended to look like a member of staff, she had greying hair, and the magic in her eyes was only there when she wanted it to be. She was, in facta bit like Erin Solstice.

But the difference was, she was also a [Mage] and an adventurer. And shed been doing this for a long time.

Erin Solstice. Hello and good morning. You must have leveled up. I didnt, but Im sure I made progress towards my next one. Congratulations.

Oh, thank you

There was something more formal about Larra, so Erin almost offered her a handshake, but the other [Innkeeper] just stood there until Lyonette hurried over.

Wont you have a seat, Innkeeper Larracel? Can I get you anything to drink or eat?

Do you have any of this coffee I think I saw your inn advertising? I would like to taste it properly prepared. And whatever anyone else is eating.

The [Innkeeper] sat down and smiled at Mrsha.

Hello there. Who is this young woman?

Mrsha shyly held out a paw, and Larra shook it.

Ah, the scamp. I think I know your name. Mrsha?

Beware of this womans gifts! Mrsha narrowed her eyes and stared at Larras fresh omelette as the [Innkeeper] turned to greet Nanette and the other diners. Larra didnt even bat an eye at Numbtongue, and Mrsha slowly reached out

Someone tugged at her ears before she could mess with Larras plate. Mrsha froze with a hefty pinch of salt and saw a glowing imp-familiar tugging on one ear. She hid her paws behind her back as that [Innkeeper] turnedand one of Larracels eyes glowed.

Ive seen a lot of pranksters like you, young woman. If you want to start a war, just dont complain about how it ends.

Mrsha decided to sit up and be very polite. Larracel reminded her of Shaman Theikhain that she seemed nice, kindand might throw Mrsha into the sky if she got mad.

Its great to see you again. I meanwe met yesterday, but thanks for coming over.

Erin was only slightly flustered, but Larracel just chuckled.

Lets not stand on formality, Erin. You, I like. Besides, were not two [Innkeepers] who need to negotiate like the local associations. My crowd is sure to bother youif only because they want to get to the south and my inns too slow. As for the door? Valeterisas only focused on magic. Its better to have a Skill.

You think so?

Erin had begun feeling some chagrin about the original door being lost, but Larracel calmly cut a bit of the omelet and ate as she explained.

Doors that arent Skills can be stolen. I have heard a few attempts were made on yoursand a door that can be taken makes you a target for [Thieves], no matter how good the security is. This is far, far better for your inn. If Valeterisa makes her network, your inn is still valuable.

Yeah, thats right! And people have stolen my door beforeplus, I think this ones got a lot more mana. I can tell. I can send way more people over without charging it up. Althoughit might not be able to be manually charged by mages anymore.

Well then, its consistent. Did you gain anything else?

Just a spell. Wait, I can cast magic! I have[Playful RadiantFishies].

Erins excitement diminished as she said the spell out loud, and Pisces snorted loudly. Prixall and Ulvama glared at him, and the latter wiggled her fingers. He jerked back as a spider emerged from his hash browns.

Interesting spell. Is that Goblin magic?

Yeah. I mean, I have a few other spellsmostly [Witch] stuff. I can use my craft to fuel the magic. Like a sorcerer?

Interesting. Im a [Mage], but it is something that both our inns are so magically-based. I hate competition, so lets not compete.

Larra chuckled. Erin smiled in relief.

I dont actually know much about magic to tell you the truth. [Witch] stuff, a bit, but not magic magic.

Nanette sat up indignantly at her table, but she was too shy to say anything in front of the other famous [Innkeeper]. Larra raised her brows.

Oh? Well, I can give you some pointers. Im technically a [Wizard], but [Mage] magic isnt much like other types. Mine is embodied in a lot of objects, my inn especially. Would you like to visit it? Or I can summon my hordes to your inn.

Erin had seen the Adventurers Haven from afar, but she and Larra had needed to deal with the literal crowds who flooded both inns. She hesitated.

I wouldnt be interfering, would I?

She knew Larra had noble guests andbut the [Innkeeper] waved that off.

The Haven is large enough to feed an army, which it has done time and time again. My staff can handle everythingyouve met Barnethei?

That guy who snuck in?

Larra nodded with a smile.

Hes ambitious. And hell probably be your largest competitorbut he keeps my inn running without my direct influence. He could easily accommodate a few dozen more. What do you say?

Erin looked around, and half her friends were nodding or trying to get her to say yes. And she had to admit, she was curious, so she agreed.

Just so long as were not being a bother! I could help bring breakfast.

Larra laughed, but affectionately. She patted Erin on the hand, then reached out and grabbed Valeterisas arm.

Youre coming too, Valley.

Hm? I am?

Yes, you are. I have new clothing sized for you, so you can put your robe away, and Ill have it washed.

But its perfectly clean. I [Cleanse] it

I know. Ive had a word with your helper, and shes told me how clean you are. Youll eat more food, then youll wash, wear new clothes, and be a person for a bit.

Valeterisa shot Montressa a glower as her apprentice hid behind Larracel, but she followed the [Innkeeper].

But I have so much to do. Im an Archmage, Larra. Technically, I outrank you socially.

Ill let you read books in the bath.

Ah. Well, lead on.

There were so many parallels to Larra and Erin. They had both come from analogous pasts; they had adventurers for guests who treated the inn like a home. Famous friends.

Like Erin, Larracel had built and rebuilt her inn, upgrading it with her levels. Like Erin, she had magical features. She had participated in famous eventsin the northand her inn was a kind of hub, an independent safe haven.

Even the Assassins Guild and other nobles knew that a guest of Larra the Haven was not to be attacked. They could try, but she was a former Named-rank adventurer, and her friends were quite, quite dangerous.

However, even the staff were capable of putting up quite a defense. Like Erin, Larra was not always visible, and Barnethei, similar to Lyonette, was the acting head.

Even their inns were similar. For instance, Erins was on a hill. Larras floated.

Erin had grass outside her inn. You could walk across the dais of the Adventurers Haven past the outdoor tavern area that led to tables and benches like a caf and stare over the railings down to the earth below, or, if the daises were connected by simple bridges, walk to the connected farm, library

Very similar. Right down to the second floor of the tavern area where a miniature guild was located that could perform Adventurer, Mage, and Merchant guild functions.

Oh, and the arcane familiars who helped the staff were analogous toMrshaand, uhuhthe multiple suites of guest rooms were like how Erin had multiple floors to her inn.

By the time Erin Solstices eyes stopped bugging out, even her most loyally proud friends had stopped trying to make comparisons.

The Adventurers Haven was a complex. And it had multiple rooms as large as Erins [Grand Theatre], each one styled to the Havens unique reputation.

Magic and excitement. The outdoor section is for relaxingour indoor areas are often used for the nobility, like the Pub of Best Moments. Not usually one for children, but all your guests are welcome to itits semi-exclusive. For children, we have a few magical rooms Ive made over the years.

Pub of Best Moments? Erin had no idea what that was, but Ceria was nudging Yvlon, and the [Armsmistress] was refusing to look too awed.

Whoa, so all these rooms are ones youve made?

With Skills. I enchanted around the Skills I have. I was a Named-rank adventurer, so I have less Skills than you do solely based around the inn, I suspect. But heretake a seat, and Ill give you the regulars experience.

Larra led them to the nearest table, and Erin saw that there was a crowd this morning. In factthe nobility were nowhere to be seen. This was the open area, and so it appeared that few of the most exclusive guests wanted to hobnob with the crowds.

Or maybe they were nursing hangovers. Aside from Valeterisa, few of the famous guests had appeared, and Erin suspected they were getting hangover potions sent to their rooms.

Unlike Erins inn, they had soundproofed walls, so a noisy little Mrsha wouldnt wake them up. But Larras inn was not just for the wealthy.

In fact, Erin saw some people who looked like they had nothing to spend sitting nervously at a tablebut sitting there as Larra nodded to them. They didnt recognize her, despite her meeting Erintheir eyes were on the man who was walking through the inn with twenty members of staff.

Barnethei, the [Vice Innkeeper], played the part. He strode past tables, shaking hands, and, Erin noticed, personally delivering baskets of food to some or directing guests elsewhere.

Barnethei comps drinks and food. Hes also in charge of entertainmenthe was a [Server] working my tables, and right now, hes over Level 40 and he could start his own inn and make it famous. He might, but hes agreed to at least stay with me until we reach the new lands.

So you are heading all the way there?

Larracel seated herself with Mrsha, Lyonette, Nanette, and the other guests with a smilebut this one was tired.

Oh, I couldnt leave my idiots behind. Ill go as far as I can. The Haven is not prepared to be on the edge of a wild zone, let alone a death zone; in that sense, I feel like your inn is better-prepared. But well at least make the journey.

That was part of the reason shed sought Erin out. Barnethei glanced up, but Larra didnt say that, and a warning flick to his hair with magic made the [Vice Innkeeper] keep on his way.

Erin Solstice didnt seem to notice. She glanced at the new guests, but saw no one coming to take their order. Larra smiled as she saw Erin checking out this area.

Confused? You dont get a waiter unless you want to buy something. Theres a law in my inn, and so I think even Invrisils people have heard of it. Like this

She raised her handsthen eyed Nanette and Mrsha.

No, how about this. You two, lean over.

They did, and Erin heard Larracel whisper to them. Mrsha blinked, and Nanette let her clap her paws loudly. Then the witch spoke in a nervous, loud voice.

F-free bread?

Erin looked up and saw something soar out from behind one of the open windows to a kitchen at once. An Arcane Familiar, the imp with little horns, wings, and a tail, leapt into the air and grabbed something. It flew their way and instantly deposited

Bread! A basket landed on the table, and Larracel added.

Water, too.

More cups and a pitcher were dragged into the air, and to Erins delight, water, bread, hot and crispy, three long rolls similar to a wider baguette, were placed at the other tables in a basket with a big blue cloth.

Free bread?

Lyonette was astounded and mildly aghast. But when they saw that, the nervous guests copied Larra, and regardless whether they muttered or shouted, the familiars brought out a basket.

Valeterisa hadnt yet gone to her bath, so she stopped and absently tore off a huge chunk of bread, despite her breakfast. She began nibbling.

Its better than it used to be. Youre still not giving out free butter?

Go take a bath.

Larra pointed, and Valeterisa wandered off, Montressa correcting her course. The Havens [Innkeeper] whispered to Erin out of the corner of her mouth.

I used to give out free butter. But it does cost too muchand someone would eat as much of it as she could when she was a poor student. Every single day. Thats what each guest gets, though. A basket of bread. I have a Skill. [The Innkeepers Daily Supply].

Oh! Rags blinked. She had skulked behind the others, wondering if she needed to use her ring, but she and Numbtongue were being suffered, if warily, because of Larra and Erins presence. That sounded like her Skill.

Thats so nice of you.

Erin was smiling hugely, but Larra waved it off, embarrassed.

I have a farmthe Haven is fairly sustainable. I decided the free bread was a good way to welcome people. Besidesits only something I can do with the familiars. They take baskets about, wash dishesput dishes in soapy water, that is. Theyre not clever enough to wash anything but enchanted dishes without me breaking a dozen each week.

One of the familiars floated past Erin, and the other woman checked to see if they were intelligent, but the familiar didnt react to the insults.

Are they smart?

Theyre no Djinni. Or Golems. Theyre just manaValeterisa taught me the spell, and Ive adapted my own. Hers are ironically more cleverand I heard how she was stuck in her mansion for years. I have your friend to thank for that, actually.

Ryoka?

Larracel tried her bread as Mrsha picked up a menu and stared at the food. The [Innkeeper] gave her a smile.

Order what you like. Yes, Ryoka Griffin. She may have stopped by the innmost City Runners dobut before she freed Valeterisa so no one took notice if that was the case. If she is ever in the area, I intend to thank her. No one else could free Valeterisaand we should have. But she informed us she was well.

She sighed, and Erin suspected that Valeterisas absent-mindedness was not new. Larra stretched at her table as Erin looked around.

So you have tons of guests who come and go, huh?

Some, like Viecel, our gambling addict, travel to other continents like Baleros. It isnt uncommon for them to appear after years. Mihaelas constant; Im just a short run away for her. Valeterisashe used to be here every day, reading my books and eating bread. When she became an Archmage, she fell out of touch. I got a [Message] spell from her every year, and the people I asked to check on her never came back. More than a few friends are like that.

For a second, Larracel looked old and sad, and Erin imagined Ceria or Pisces coming back as they became famous adventurers. But then Larra was briskly countermanding Mrsha as the girl scribbled an order for a waiting familiar.

I said order what you likebut youre not having wine. Thats the Royal Menu. Everything on there is overpriced. Order from this instead!

She tried to hand Mrsha another menu, but the girl reached into her money pouch and slapped down a handful of gold coins as she glared at Larra, much to Lyonettes chagrin. Larra eyed her, then turned to Erin.

I can see you have an equal number of characters in your inn.

Yep. Goblins and silly kids. Say, no ones gonna try to kill Numbtongue and Rags, right? I kind of have this thing in my inn

No killing Goblins.

Larra finished Erins sentence, and the young womans mouth dropped open in pleased surprise. But Larra just chuckled.

I did do my homework. Barnethei can read. Ah, here we are. This is our menuand get Miss Mrsha here some of our finest white wine vinegar. Since she would like an experience of fine drink.

Mrsha sat up excitedly as Lyonette opened her mouth to protestthen closed it. Which really should have clued Mrsha in. Erin was still admiring the look of the inn.

Its so vast! Youve got a library and a farmdo you have a hot spring?

Larra looked amused.

Not a hot spring. I have bathtubs, and its hard enough to transport all this wood and metallet alone that much water! I would like a swimming area, but I can barely lift all of this.

She gestured at the floating inn. It had descended a bit, and to get to the inn, you could walk up a ramp or use stairs. Erin imagined it could also descend to ground level if need be.

So youre the one lifting all this? With magic?

Yes. I lift it all. When I was a Named-rank adventurer, I created safe zones out of magic. Its my speciality, and in this area, I may be one of the worlds best.

Even Yvlon blanched, but then she was showing the jars around.

Oh, and Erin does magical cooking. Bulkup Bisque she calls it and another meal that makes your skin tougher. I think she has a few more like Mana CandiesCeria, got any Mana Candies?

I do.

Revi, one of the adventurers of Griffon Hunt, had actually been snacking on them. Erin had given a bunch to the team, and the [Mages] crowded around.

Magical food that replaces potions? Acid jars? How fast does it melt skin?

Seconds.

Deniusth held the jar away from him as Colth whistled.

That inns loaded with gear for Silver-ranks. No wonder the adventuring scene has taken offeven Gold-ranks must love the inn.

The door especially.

Eldertuin agreed, but Deniusth scowled.

Master Pelts the person for our team to visitalthough were relatively good on weapons. Orchestra uses musical instruments. Perhaps he could make a custom horn for Gores?

He indicated the other Named-rank on his team, Gores, and the younger man nodded. Aside from thatDeniusth was mildly disappointed. And at least a few adventurers noticed.

Ceria Springwalker wondered what she would have felt like meeting all these famous names a year or two ago. If she were still in the original Horns with Calruzshe just bet hed be half blustering, half trying to impress or compete with the Named-ranks.

Herself, she felt different, and the circlet had to be part of it. Even Pisces was watching Deniusth with a kind of awe as he excused himself.

A gold-bell duelist. Ceria had heard that the Violinist could use his bow like a sword and that Orchestra had a powerful combined attack that often led them to fight monster swarms. Eldertuin had personally helped out her team at the Village of the Dead, and she liked him a lot. He was the solid, reliable Named-rank that had contrasted with Elia Arcsinger at the time.

And he was still a contrast to some of the adventurers, who Ceria thought were full of shit. Or at leastthey seemed to be looking for magical items and artifacts where Erin sold acid at rock-bottom prices.

They were, Ceria realized, perhaps not arrogant intentionally, but just on another rank than the Horns and other Gold-ranks. And what that rank wasif not just levelswas economy.

Ive replaced most of my gear with magical items for armor. Its very tough keeping the magical interference downyou either have to spend a fortune on something top-end or keep replacing each item and making sure it can fit your equipment. How do you budget in the Silver Swords?

A [Mage], a Dullahan, surprisingly, was speaking to Falene and Ceria. She had robes but armor underneath, a magical belt, amulet, earringCeria and Falene eyed the adventurer.

The Silver Swords, ah, arent as financially successful all the time. We tend to be given an odd assortment of gifts.

Really? Maybe you should work around First Landing for a year or two if you want just goldnothing like cleaning out a nobles backyard for a few thousand easy gold pieces.

The other [Mage] had literally hit her magical interference limit with how many magical items she had on. Ceria imagined that even if you hit her with an arrow, her gear would protect her from the firstthree. Even in the head.

That was a lot of extra security for a Gold or Named-rankbut even the ones like Deniusth, Colth, and Eldertuin only had one Relic-class item at most. If that.

In Eldertuins case, it was his tower shield, a gift from the Terlands. It made his already-formidable defensive Skills better.

The irony to Ceria was this: while her team could always use more gold and artifacts and were undergeared compared to their counterparts, the newcomers had less to gain from Liscor and even Invrisil and Pallass markets. Half of them immediately began heading for Erins door in hopes of gaining Pelts attention.

Fat lot of luck theyll have with that.

Ceria muttered with amusement to Falene as the Dullahan [Mage] hurried after her teamshe was part of Eldertuins group, Gold-ranks who supported the two Named-rank leaders.

She thought Falene would make some kind of snippy comeback, but to her mild surprise, the half-Elf rolled her eyes and adjusted her glasses.

They are the famous northern teams. Not many adventure in the south for a reason. Half would be more likely to take a Terandrian contract than head all the way down to Celum.

That only mildly surprised Ceria. These were not teams who raced ahead of the pack normally. They had already made their fortunes.

Im just surprised Orchestra is still adventuring. They are the team who got part of that four million gold bounty, right? Lord Deniusthwhys he want to adventure?

Purely boredom, Captain Ceria. He retiredthen came backthen retiredbut I think he gets bored performing in the north. Dont hold it against him. His team fought the Kraken Eater tribe when they raided a city, and he took that wound against their Chieftain.

Ceria and Falene jumped, and Colth the Supporter appeared. Falene instantly nodded at him, and Ceria smiled warily.

And you, Colth?

He grinned at her.

Im young. I still cant settle down, and Ive tried.

Wasnt he one of Izrils most famous bachelors? Ceria knew at least three famous [Ladies] had publicly been entangled with him. He certainly seemed more genuine than Deniusth, but Ceria wondered.

Well, she appreciated the insight, and Colth nodded to the staff of the Haven circulating with drinks.

Larras got refreshments out. Can I get you two anything? You might not know this but she has half-Elven wines, even.

Really?

Both Ceria and Falene were instantly interested, and Colth spoke to one of the servers, who went into the back and came out with a genuine vintage.

Berry wine straight from Gaiil-Drome.

Falene rolled her eyes, and Ceria nudged her.

Hey, its from home.

Not a fan?

Oh, no. Its just one of the villages

Falene took a sip and found it quite enjoyable, and Ceria snorted as she took a sip as well. The taste was very light to many sensibilities, but it grew on you the more you waited before swallowing.

Falenes actually from Gaiil-Drome, so she has standards about wine from our people. This is what youd call the rural stuff. Me? Anything from home is too rare to complain about.

Does the Village of Springwater have a wine?

Ceria laughed.

We have a few half-Elves whove practiced for a hundred years, but they refuse to bottle it. Real old-time half-Elf villages never sell vintages. The traders come by too oftenby which they mean every few months. Practically every day.

She and Falene laughed. Colth grinned.

Well, I have heard thats how the old villages work. Ive always wanted to visit, but the few times Ive been on Terandria, I didnt have anyone to introduce me.

Yeah, youd need someone who came from a nearby village or that place to get in. Even for a Named-rank. And there arent that many half-Elves in the adventuring scene, even in Terandria. How many have you met?

Colth counted.

About a hundred and five. Above Silver-rank, obviously.

Ceria choked on her drink.

What, really?

He grinned like he was younger than they werewhich he wasbut like he was some Silver-rank scamp.

I get around. I adventure with other teams, remember? And I have a great memory. I have to, in my class. By the by, I also noticed that a lot of half-Elves at higher ranks here are female. Theres Falene Skystrall, Ceria Springwalker, Elia Arcsinger and her daughter

Falene blushed and waved away the compliment, but Cerias eyes lit up, and she smiled impishly.

Oh, that? Wellmost half-Elves who make it to high-ranks are female. The male ones just dont make it. Hazard of the job.

Hows that?

Falene frowned as a few adventurers turned to Ceria. The half-Elfs ears lowered, and she whispered somberly.

Fame. Oh, weve got Archmages Eldavin and Feor, but they have access to high-grade magic, and you know [Mages]. Most adventurers? Gold and Named-ranks? Half-Elves live a long timebut disease cuts us down. I couldnt tell you how many venereal diseases famous Named-ranks have. Tragic. Thats what happens when youre so famous.

She looked sadly to the side, and a few adventurers made a face of horror and disgust. Falene hesitated. She narrowed her eyes and whispered.

Thats not true.

Ceria laughed, and Colths eyes lit up. She watched the other adventurers talking, and the [Supporter] slapped one leg.

Ceria, this is going to catch up with you someday.

It hasnt so far.

The half-Elf merrily took a gulp of wine. It was her newest hobby to do this kind of thing, and so farthe consequences hadnt landed on her.

Tong.

She froze, goblet raised, as she heard a sound in her head. Neither Colth nor Falene seemed to have heard itbut Ceria heard a loud sound that was entirely non-natural in her head. She looked aroundbut she didnt know if the circlet had caused it.

Thatmight not be so good. What was that?

While Ceria glanced around, Colth was speaking.

love to join the Horns on an adventure. Or the Silver Swords. Your Dwarf companion, Dawil, is a master [Axe Thrower]?

[Axe Champion]hes got an odd story behind the class. Im sure Ylawes would welcome you on an expedition.

Just let me know. If Im free, Ill join for an equal share of whatever you get.

Ceria and Falene smiled politely, but Colth glanced at their faces.

I mean it. Ask around. If Im free and its not crazysend me a note and call me up. If youre up against a dangerous monster, need someone with auxiliary Skillsits a benefit to me, too. Especially the Horns, frankly. I havent partied with a [Necromancer] or Antinium, and that will be a valuable insight to my class.

Really? How does [Supporter] work?

Ceria nibbled on some of the free breadit was mostly flatbreadsas Colth gestured to a table. Barnethei was whispering to one of his staff, and Ceria noticed the flamboyant [Innkeeper].

baking powder, Amentus fruitswell test them for poisonthese matches, and any other local goods. Once we can bake it, Larra wants her Skill to produce the fluffier breads.

He handed the staff member a bag of gold. Cerias ears perked up. Well, the Haven wanted all of The Wandering Inns advancements, eh?

Colth had heard it too. He made a little note to himself.

Baking powder. Thats right, you have matches. I wanted some of those firestarters.

Cant you use a magic wand?

Ceria expected him to have all the gear he needed, but Colth just smiled.

Denis team and I might be able to afford it, but Silver-rank teams would love something faster than flint and steel. Plusif you need a light and theres a magical monster about, you dont want to give it a clue.

Now that was a level of preparedness the [Mages] respected. Falene looked impressed.

Do you actually prepare to that extent?

If I know the monsters are magical, of course. Ive gone to House Byres more times than I can count for silver-tipped weapons, and starting a fire is the easiest way to smoke a lot of monsters out. A [Supporter] needs to know these things. And like I saidthe more people we support, the better.

Ah, so a [Necromancer] empowers your class? Is that secret?

Colth shook his head.

Not at all. Its something Im quite open aboutonce I journey with someone of another class, I can pick up some of their class Skills.

Really? Impossible.

Colth raised his hands.

Its not as convenient as it sounds. I have to practice magicI picked up instruments from Deni, and I try to learn new trades as I go. Tailoringdifficult, but I spent a few years learning the basics. Spellcasting is the hardest. If Im in a group, actively casting with you two, I can cast a spell like I were a [Mage] twenty levels lower than my [Supporter] class. If Im not partying with Pisces? Id be able to cast about forty levels lower. So, a Level 6 [Necromancer].

Which meant he was claiming his level wasCeria blinked. Falene frowned.

That doesnt soundtoo useful, I must admit.

Ah, but animating a skeleton even at Level 6 could be very situationally useful. And having a backup caster at Level 26 is useful too. Combat classesI can pull good Skills. In fact, Im always searching for someone with a good, low-level Skill to complete my build.

Your what?

Colth pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Ceria and Falene.

My classes and Skills. Ive organized themI can choose which ones I use, so I configure it. This is my go-to arrangement, but Ill change them up for magic or stealth as needed.

Ceria stared down at the strangest thing shed ever seen. It wasa list of Skills, spells, and other notes about Colth.

Warrior Skills: [Basic Footwork], [Survivalcraft], [Improved Parry], [Evasive Roll]

Tier 1 Spells: [Stone Shard], [Arrow of Light], [Flareburst], [Detect Magic]

He had it all noted down, and Ceria felt like she was reading something intimateyet Colths class let him choose.

Colth. Are you showing them your stupid adventuring sheet? Stop harassing the others.

Mihaela caught sight of Colth and shouted, but the [Supporter] protested.

It works! They dont appreciate it.

This isamazing. Its almost like I can picture you fighting. You could put this in one of those Adventuring Rooms that Wistrams come out with. Or those games the Ethe children were talking about.

Colths eyes lit up as Falene murmured. She was somewhat aghast, but he

You know, Ive thought about that! If you can write down someones Skills and talents, why not make a game of it?

Colth! I swear, youre not starting this again. Colth!

Mihaela and his friends were shouting insults at him. Ceria grinned as a certain Kevin turned his head, and his eyes lit up. If only Leon and Troy were here to hear this!

A game?

The [Supporter] nodded sadly. He jerked a thumb at Mihaela.

Larras banned me from trying it. But I had rules and numbers to represent combat. Actually, I do it for adventurers too, but privately. But in this game, youd have numbers to represent how good you were at, say, swinging a sword. So if you hit someone, youd calculate that against how good a monster was at defending or how tough its scales were. I didnt really have it downand Named-rank adventurers get touchy when they fail to stab a Creler and get eaten.

He rolled his eyes.

I call itHavens and Havoc. For Larra. I was even going to have a full game made. With little pieces and maps for kids to play. But I couldnt figure out how to do combat or the rest without it being arguing over whether youd hit someone or not. I had these cards

You need dice, dude. Twenty-sided dice.

Kevin sat down at the table. Colths head turned, and the Named-rank adventurer blinked.

Whore you?

Im Kevin. Hey. Just wanted to say dice is the way to go. Im not an expert, but twenty sides on a die, a hundredand then you roll for damage and stuff. Cast the lightning bolt!

Kevin winked at Ceria, who gave him a knowing look. Colth blinked.

A twenty-sided die? Can you even make one? Butoh, I get it.

Who was worse, Kevin or Erin? He winked as Ceria snorted. She ran her eyes down Colths list. The [Supporter]s eyes lit up, and then he sighed.

Where were you eight years ago? If Id put in dice, figures

What happened to the game? I imagine it had a shot.

Colth gave Ceria and Falene a woebegone smile.

Oh, I put gold into the project, and I had it all going well. Then I found a backer. Maviola of the House of El.

He spread his hands and threw them up.

Poof. It wasnt even her fault. But half the [Traders] heard House El was backing it and decided it wasnt worth the investment. Thats reputation for you. At least Valeterisas projects are making money. You want to talk about bad investmentsshes always been eating Larras bread for free. Come to thatViecels adventuring because of the money too.

The Selphid [Gambler]? Ceria glanced at him.

Is it the gambling?

Partly. He also has about eleven children hes raising across the world. Anyways, you two want my help? Just let me know. Its also good for me to know a teams specialty. Sometimes I might connect a team to another that needs a good group of trackers, for instance.

He nodded to Griffon Hunt. Ceria smiled and thanked him. The [Supporter] smiled at her as he stood.

The world according to Colth was far more analytical than not. He couldor at least, he tried topin a value on peoples abilities.

Whether or not that worked was debatable, and Mihaela would kick him if he did it around her, but Colth believed that there was some merit to reducing peoples abilities to numbers.

After alla number could be used in a calculation. And wasnt that similar to someones gut instinct if you could win a battle or not?

His number-theory had made some peoples fortunes, and so he often ran the simulation in his head. With that young mans tip, Colth now thought it made sense. There was randomness in everything. Sofor instance, how would you rate that little Gnoll girls attempts to steal from Deniusth?

Stealing Check: 13 (random: 5, he turned his head as she was reaching up over the table + 2 concealment + 4 [Natural Concealment] + 2 agility. Dexterity?)

Target Check: 33 (random: 15, looking her way + 9 dexterity + 3 fencers gloves + 6 [Flash Hands])

The end result was that the girl, Mrsha, put her paw on the plate of honey bread as Deniusth stared at her. She tried to snatch it and ran, crowing, with an emptyplatein her paws. The Violinist took a bite from the bread as Mrsha the Slow stared at him and slunk away.

Well, you couldnt reduce the world to numbers. There was always an unforeseen variable, but it was fun. Speaking of whichColth got up to do the other thing adventurers loved doing, especially veterans to new ones.

Pump them for valuable information. And if he could have seen an invisible roll in the skies, he would have realized there was at least one odd variable going on.

So, tell us about this dungeon in Liscor. And Albezany other big dungeons about? Come on, Jelaqua, Ulinde, help a fellow Selphid out.

The Halfseekers fell silent as Viecel brought up the topic. He was smiling at Jelaqua and Ulinde, who looked intimidated and gratified that their senior Selphid knew them.

You want to ask us for advice, Adventurer Viecel?

Ulinde squeaked. But Viecel just winked.

Jelaquas a senior adventurer. Im just sorry we never seemed to meetI was in Baleros a lot, but I definitely know of her. Its a long route to the new landsanything worth seeing before that? Deni, you want to take a stroll in Liscors dungeon?

Pass. Ive had enough dungeons for a lifetime. I made my fortune thereIm after more in the new lands than a hole to wander around in.

The Violinist waved his hand, and Yvlon interjected seriously.

The dungeon in Liscor is no joke. It may have been cleared of a lot of traps, but theres at least one monster thats Gold-rank or above. It nearly killed Xrn the Small Queen, and its still roaming.

All the adventurers looked up. Viecels smile turned serious.

I heard about that. But I heard it was a [Witch]what monster?

Numbtongue started, and Rags turned from surveying the inn, because she knew it too, at least, from Badarrows stories.

Facestealer. Mrsha shivered, and Deniusth noticed. He swung himself up and offered her his violins bow. When she grabbed it, he hoisted her up onto the table.

Theres a dungeon boss monster on the loose and no ones hunted it down? Seriously?

Mrsha blinked as Orchestra surrounded herand then began to feed her snacks.

Such a cute girl!

Some of them had families, and Mrsha squirmed as they tried to pat her on the head. Help! Im surrounded by old, affectionate people! Help!

Boss monster?

Ksmvr tilted his head, but this was adventurer jargon.

Dungeon bosses. The biggest, baddest monster, sometimes the leader or head of the pack. There is usually one or twohow bad is this one?

Its gotten Gold-ranks. And it paralyzes everything that gets near it. I dont knowwe never went up against it ourselves, but weve heard stories. It lurks around corners with a bunch of severed heads on sticks.

Dead fucking gods. An intelligent one lurking inhow big is this dungeon?

Some of the Gold-rank teams from the north lost their appetite for Liscors dungeon just hearing about Facestealer. Others wanted to know if it was really that tough. Ceria

Intelligence Check: 26 (random: 6 + 4 memory + 3 lore + 13 combined intelligence)

Target Check: ??

Scratched at her head. Yvlon shook hers.

Intelligence Check: 27 (random: 18 + 4 memory + 4 lore + 1 specific intelligence)

Target Check: ??, check impossible.

If you were still representing it as Colth thought of things. Something about Ceria made the [Supporter] curious. He kept glancing at her. He had no idea what it was, but his instincts told him that she was, even among the adventurers here

Promising. So he was inclined to listen to the Horns perspective. Then again, he also had a strong feeling about a number of adventurers present.

Colth could be considered to be a kind of talent scout on par with the best [Generals] and [Trainers], even if that wasnt his exact class. A lot of the adventurers present were the real deal in his mind. Character and natural ability made up a successful adventurer, and theyd survived a lot.

Anyways. The adventurers looked at each other until one of them, arms folded, spoke.

If you want an actual expert whos run into it beforeask Numbtongue.

Halrac the Grim glanced over, and the [Bard]s head rose as everyone turned to stare at him. Numbtongue blinkedand then realized, yes. Even compared to the Flamewardens and Bevussas Wings of Pallasshe and his brothers had gone down into the dungeon and seen more of it than any but Ceria.

You actually ran into that monster and lived? How?

Deniusth was mildly incredulous, but Numbtongue shrugged.

Luck. Trapped it in a trap room.

Oho.

Nothing would do but for Numbtongue to repeat the story hed once told about surviving the dungeon and getting treasure from one of the rooms. He told it well, and even Erins guests were surprisedthey hadnt heard all of it before.

Wait. Wait. That thing was melted by acid and what sounds like dozens of Tier 4-5 spells and then broke a trap room? Thatsnot right.

One of the Gold-ranks didnt believe Numbtongue at all, but Garia Strongheart broke in.

It did. I saw it when Belavierr was hereit attacked Xrn, and her head opened andmelted part of it. Straight into the bone. But it still survived.

Okay, its a Named-rank boss that stalks a dungeon on its own territory. And you lot havent tried to trap it? Then againif these Raskghar didnt and the Antinium couldntdamn. Thats some monster. I wouldnt want to live near Liscor with that thing around.

They have precautions. But yeah.

The Horns shivered, but Ceria raised a hand reluctantly. Her mind flashed back to the time when she had met Calruz in the darkness, and she shivered.

Intelligence Check: 31 (random: 10 + 5 memory + 3 lore + 13 combined intelligence)

Target Check: ??

I have to break it to you all, but that isnt the boss of the dungeon. Not even close. That Facestealer is one of three sub-guardians, and the real monster is way deeper down.

Keldrass, Bevussa, and the other teams whod made a history of going into the dungeon turned. Eldertuins brows rose.

And you know this how?

Skinner and Facestealer were part of a trio. Along with another one thats dead. Wellthat means ones left, and they were all guarding the real center of the dungeon. Along with other monsters like those suits of enchanted armor and Crypt Worms.

Ceria remembered the inner city, and the other adventurers listened to her tale of screaming fleshy monsters in that ruined city that even the Raskghar wouldnt enter. An entire tribe of them under Calruz had failed to reach the hole in the center.

Well. Thats a Vengeance Dungeon if ever Ive heard one.

Colth remarked slowly. Eldertuin nodded.

No wonder you tried the Village of the Dead. That dungeonsounds no less nasty in its way. And Liscor is keeping it contained?

The monsters either have to go through a series of trapped rooms or a hole in the ground. Liscors been building defenses around it, but the truth is that most of the monster attacks that hit Liscor came from there. I think they killed a lot of what was likely to come out. Plus, adventurers have fortified the area, so its harder for a swarm to emerge.

Nasty. Well, Im not going down there.

One Gold-rank Captain shuddered. Another shook her head. Ceria closed her eyes and remembered that dark timebut it was over. And she agreed. There was nothing more down there.

Intelligence Check: 24 (random: 2 + 6 memory + 3 lore + 13 combined intelligence)

Target Check: ??

Lets do the Ruins of Albez instead. I know its empty, but a team just found some treasure therewait a second. It was you!

The Horns were again the center of attention. Pisces brushed at his hair as the other adventurers talked enviouslyuntil someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Say. You wouldnt happen to have that map you used to scout the ruins of Albez, would you? Where did you get that information?

Ahthe Free Hive had a map in their possession, and Ksmvr, apparently, gained hold of it.

Pisces nodded to Ksmvr, and the Antinium clarified.

As a matter of fact, Pisces, it was Olesm who had it from Prognugator Klbkch.

Ceria remembered that. She still felt vaguely bad about letting Olesm downand in hindsight, hed been robbed of a fortune. Then againYvlon rubbed at her arms.

That was another adventure with some high costs. We ran into a series of traps and a Flame Elemental.

Nasty. Butdo you have that map by any chance? Because Id love to buy it or look at it.

Colths eyes lit up as Pisces frowned at him. The [Necromancer] absently began to dig through his bag of holding. Ceria glanced at Colth as she felt a prickle ofinsight.

Whys that?

The Named-rank adventurer saw Pisces produce a roll of parchment and elbowed Deniusth hard in the side as the Violinist suddenly left his seat. He looked at the Horns seriously.

Becauseif you found one hidden vault in Albez, whos to say there isnt another? Did you ever check that original map for hidden text? Enchanted writing?

The Horns looked at each other as every adventurer sat up and a burn of excitement ran through their veins. Pisces froze with the map in his hand.

We cross-referenced it with older maps, I believe

He turned to Ceria and Yvlon for confirmation, and Yvlons eyes flickered.

Yeah, I went to the Adventurers Guild and bought some of the treasure maps on offer. They had pretty thorough records if you wanted to pay for itits been tapped for ages, so even the best [Treasure Hunters] sold their findings.

But that means there might be a room that you could have missed oryou have a map. Actual blueprints. All they had were the ruins. Hey, let me look at that map, and Ill pay you for your time. If we find anythingIll give you a cut of what I get. How about it?

Deniusth reached for the scroll, but Colth elbowed him hard.

Youre done with dungeoning, Deni. And youre old. See? You can barely stand.

Hed gotten the other man in the liver, and Deni doubled over.

Ill pay a fee to look

No, let us look. Hey, Horns, you want a favor? One favoryou name it. You want to hit another Adult Creler, were with you. It might not have anything anyways.

Pisces was backing up, holding the scroll, but half the adventurers werent even looking at him. One group was just glancing at the sun.

Cant we get to Celum from that other inn? How far away is Albez?

They began to stroll offand then walk and then run as other teams decided this was a fine idea.

Albez is long empty. The odds of finding anything are minute!

Keldrass snorted some smoke, but his eyes were on the scroll. Ceria felt like kicking herself. All this time. All this time and they had never gone back!

Then againAlbez had been traumatic, for Yvlon especially. But could Warmage Thresk have had a second armory? Was he the only one who

Come on, Pisces. Be a friend and share it. Your teams already gotten the Village of the Dead raid and Albez. Theres a limit to luckiness!

The other adventurers were pressuring the [Necromancer] hard. He was refusing, but Ceria saw more than one [Rogue] doing something to the air. She was reminded of [Secretaries] and all the powerful Skillsand Pisces wasnt warded. One snatched a bit of foolscap up and began to draw as Yvlon noticed and cursed.

Hey, you

Seborn grabbed, but the [Rogue], a half-Elf who looked barely fourteen, did a backflip away.

Come on, guys!

His team began to race away, and Viecel cursed.

Well, thats torn it. Lets share, and Ill split what I find. Come on

Pisces was looking outraged at the other teams running for the door. He began to run after them and Yvlon was doing likewise when Ceria

Had a thought.

Intelligence Check: 41 (random: 18 + 7 memory + 3 lore + 13 combined intelligence)

Target Check: 40.

Pisces, were already in trouble. Lets share the scroll. For a cut of whatever any team finds.

She spoke suddenly, and the [Necromancer] looked up. His outrage turned to resignation as she nodded to the other teams.

Thank you, Captain Ceria, for some sense! Alreadyoh, look at this. Is there any [Spymaster] in Invrisil? We need to treat the paperI bet if there was any magic its more complex than [Detect Magic]. But these roomsAlbez has shifted, but we could properly check this.

Deni, Viecel, even Eldertuin and teams like Jelaquas were all over the paper. They practically ran towards Invrisil, arguing over what to do first as Yvlon threw up her hands in exasperation.

Well, there goes anything but a bit of gold! I almost hope there isnt any treasure in Albez. Damn it, Ceria.

She cursed, but lightly. She knew that Ceria had a pointit made no sense to hold the scroll after those [Rogues] began stealing copies. But it made her angry.

Only a few adventurers were left who refused to join the rush. Even Orchestra was heading off to find the treasure, but some were either not interested like Saliss, had a job like Tessa, or were just not inclined to join the rush like Stargazers Promise.

Lehra was complaining loudly, and the Named-rank was staying put.

Im not going to search with a hundred amateurs. Thats how you run into monsters. BesidesI already found everything I wanted in some ruins.

Ironically, Ceria realized that Lehra, who hailed from a tribe who specialized in searching ruins, was probably the best person to searchbut the Gnoll showed little interest in that.

You dont want to try to find something in Albez, Lehra?

I want to talk to Erin about her quest. Dragial wasnt the only person looking for Mershi. Niila is still out there, and Fissival is going to be after it too. Besidesso many adventurers are going to fight over whatever they find.

Lehra seemed fairly certain it wasnt worth the effort. Or perhaps she had her eyes on something even greater.

Only one last person hadnt joined that rush from the Havenand that was surprising to Mihaela Godfrey. She had been staring at Garia, who was full of nervesbut she turned as Colth emerged from the bathrooms.

The worlds greatest [Supporter] had been listening to the entire story of Albezand Liscors dungeon. While it had taken Ceria several attempts to figure something out, it was understandable. Her past felt long ago, and if you missed something once, recorrecting that error in thinking was hard.

But Colth? Colth was the universal specialist. He saw opportunities most people missedand while any number of adventurers whod been listening to Ceria, Numbtongue, and the others had made the same mistake, Colth had not.

He glanced at Cerias too-cool expression as Yvlon cursed. Ksmvr had already noticed his Captains odd silence.

Captain Ceria. Is there some reason we are not heading to Albez? It occurs to me we could still have a chance at establishing mass-dominance in our hunt, especially because we know Albez.

The Antiniums words made Pisces and Yvlon glance up. Ceria glanced sideways at Colth, and the [Supporter] whistled and put his hands behind his head.

I might have some kind of an idea. Unfortunately, Adventurer Colth figured it out too and we might be in a competition. Unless were going to start elbowing each other for seniority? Yvlon, get over here.

The [Armsmistress] eyed Colth, but he put up his hands.

Now, Captain Ceria. Ive competed with other adventurers before, but it leaves a bad taste in my mouth the more vicious it gets. If what I think you and I are thinking is rightwe could share. Possibly even with any other interested adventurers here. If Im right.

Mihaelas ears sharpened, and the confused Horns and other adventurers looked up. Saliss blinkedthen swung his head from Colth to Ceria. He put his chin in his claws.

Hm? Hmm

What had they just figured out? Ceria stuck out a hand.

Itll be dangerous. But lets say you get a share and we see what we get first.

Very fair. Were going to need to be safe, but we have the drop on everyone headed to Albez. If we swear everyone here to secrecy

Ceria. Just what are you planning?

Yvlon stuck out an accusatory finger at her friend, and the half-Elf turnedand her face turned into a huge, evil smile.

I just thought of something. Something we all forgot about, no, I forgot about because Im dumb as two rocks. One rock. Weve been leaving something extremely valuable behind from one of our adventures. Something as obviousand potentially as lucrativeas Erins door.

Her team stared at her. Erins door had been, unironically, the greatest treasure to come from the semi-disastrous Albez expedition. What could this be?

Everyone was thinking now of the stories that had been told. The dungeon, the crypt, AlbezPisces muttered.

The most obvious loss was all the artifacts that were burnt away. Could there have been something in Thresks armory?

Could they have reconstructed the magical dust? Ksmvr slapped his forehead.

The runes.

Everyone turned to him. The Antinium waved his arms.

Captain Ceria, of course! The runes! Each one is so valuable

Dead gods!

Yvlon turned white with horror as she recalled how Earlias team had earned money from the dungeon.

Theres dozens, possibly a hundred Insanity Runes we left behind! Thatthats a fortune! Ceria, do you think theyre still there? Please tell me we werent that stupid and forgot!

Ceria shook her head, but not in denial.

No, we definitely left that behind. But dont worry.

Dont worry? Thats the first place all the teams will check!

The half-Elf nodded and her panicking team calmed down when they saw Ceria wink at them.

Doesnt matter. Someone clued me onto that back when I was on Chandrar. Were good.

They were so astonished they just stared at her for a second. Firstly because theyd been left out of the loopand secondly because Ceria was acting like a proper captain. Yvlons mouth worked until she frowned.

Wait, if its not thatwhat?

Yvlons eyes were squeezed shut. She was going back to the first expedition, and her arms hurther heart hurt.

Could it bethe crypt doors that Skinner came out of? The sarcophagi?

Nope. Theyre not enchanted as far as I can tell.

Ceria shook her head. She was thinking of something else, based on the retellings. Her circlet, her conversations with adventurers, dead gods, even Omusc the [Pillager] had made her realize what Colth, with his fresh perspective, had picked up.

One ultra-valuable thing. Just lying there in sight of all the adventurers. Saliss eyes narrowed. They swung to Numbtongue, Ceria, Colthand then he snapped his claws.

Aha. Im smarter than you all.

He sat back with a grin. Yvlons kicking foot twitchedand then stopped. She stared at the naked Drake, and her mouth became an o.

Pisces. I have it. Its so obvioushow did you not think of it? You, of all people!

Pisces looked offendedand slightly paranoid. He sniffed heartily.

Me? Whywhy would I be the lone fault in our collective thinking? I am not the career adventurer here.

Yes, but youre the one whod think of this first, Pisces. Youfilthy [Necromancer], you.

Ceria and Yvlon were teasing now. Pisces stared at them, and then he felt that tingle in his head too. Wait a second. Wait

Only Ceria had actually ever seen what they had left behind. So naturally more people wouldnt have had that direct link. But when you thought about it

What did an adventurer do to earn money? Find treasure, but how many Trolls just kept jars of gold hidden in the earth? How many Crelers invested in artifacts? Dungeons contained such treasure, but there was another basic way that Relics and artifacts were generated and made.

Pallass had done the smart thing after the Wyvern attack. It was now a growing hub of high-quality leather and meat. What had Ceria seen that she had left?

Wellhow about the sight a crazed Minotaur had once shown her? Deep in an infested city lay the corpse of one of the three guardians of the dungeon.

Stalker. A once-invisible beast so powerful it had not succumbed to rot. And it was still down there. Hide and all.

Pisces mouth fell open, and Colth rubbed his hands together. He looked around at Ceria.

Now, how big did you say this beast was? Nofirst off, lets swear everyone to secrecy. And thenlets have a team up. Time for an adventure.

He smiled, and Ceria bared her teeth. After allStalkers corpse was in the center of the dungeon. In the most dangerous spot, where Facestealer hunted. But they had a Named-rankNamed-ranks in the area.

The question was, how would they adventure? And of coursewhat could go wrong?

All their encounters with Liscors dungeon had always gone so right, after all.

Authors Note: Well, after that last big chapter, I am now trying to bring us back to shorter chapters and resume edits.

I edited two chapters so far and am going for a third. Still, I have about 30 chapters left of Volume 1, so its still a bit of a hill that Ill take down piece by piece.

This is news from me. In other news, I just played and beat Ghost Song and Signalis, both horror/eldritch games that I consider a cut above regular games. Good storytelling in each. Far better than Resident Evil Villages new DLC, which has the worst story.

Yes, I play games on my time off. I just dont mention it. Its my version of TWI, I think, where I destress because games dont make me think. Finding good stories in games is, uh, rare. But I do have hope. Its just an interesting genre of its own with tropes and bad writing and sometimes just blind spots I notice.

Id love to do one of those video essays but Im no expert in verbal communication and Im busy, but I always like seeing cool projects like that. Odd Taxi, for instance, was a great TV show I watched. Cells at Work, especially the spinoff, also fun and non-taxing, non-dramatic (like, say, a House of the Dragon or the Lord of the Rings stuff which feels too involved for my time off), and Ive been pleased by the wealth of good stuff.

Well, I had nothing else to add, so I decided to talk about fun stuff I found for a bit. Look forwards to that poll chapterit won by one vote! Thanks, and hopefully the story continues to be entertaining. Also, skuuul. Schuul? Something like that.

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