Differences in The Wandering Inn 2.32 H
- but she ran it with care and attention.
She’d offered Ceira a place to live as long as she wanted,
- She’d offered Ceria a place to live as long as she wanted,
- and that was tempting.
- Ceria sighed and shook her head.
It still burned in her after all.
- It still burned in her,
- after all.
- No matter how much she denied it,
- Now that she was healed,
she’d been moved out of that room and into the few room the Guild kept for adventurers down on their luck.
- she’d been moved out of that room and into the few rooms the Guild kept for adventurers down on their luck.
- cramped space barely large enough to sleep and store a few items in.
But it was all Yvlon needed and less than she deserved so she didn’t care.
- But it was all Yvlon needed and more than she deserved,
- so she didn’t care.
- But the walls were thin and she knew her neighbors were sleeping,
- And she’d only survived because she’d been guarding the rear.
Countless Silver-rank adventuerers,
- Countless Silver-rank adventurers,
- good men and women who she’d known personally –
Yvlon bucked her sword to her belt and picked up her shield.
- Yvlon buckled her sword to her belt and picked up her shield.
- She walked towards the door,
She stroke out the Guild doors,
- She strode out the Guild doors,
- through the streets,
- But he couldn’t help remembering the past as he walked through the snow.
More spells than just ones revolving around the death flowed into his mind.
- More spells than just ones revolving around death flowed into his mind.
- [Flame Rapier],
- Three adventurers walked into a bar.
To be more accurate,
- To be more specific,
- a [Necromancer],
- The [Necromancer] sniffed.
He stared hungrily at the stack of pancakes in front of him and licked his lips.
- He stared hungrily at the stack of pancakes in front of Ceria and licked his lips.
Ceria scowled at him at Yvlon raised one eyebrow.
- Ceria scowled at him and Yvlon raised one eyebrow.
The adventurers looked up at Lyon flounced over.
- The adventurers looked up as Lyon flounced over.
- They weren’t alone in the inn,
but somehow they’d been unlucky enough to have her visit her table.
Two tables over,
- but somehow they’d been unlucky enough to have her visit their table.
- Two seats over,
- Halrac was sitting at a table,
- Smaller groups of higher leveled warriors are better than a large group.
Why do you think most Gold-rank teams are comprised of six adventurers of less?”
- Why do you think most Gold-rank teams are comprised of six adventurers or less?”
- Yvlon looked at Toren as the skeleton walked across the inn,
sheparding Lyon by poking her repeatedly in the back.
- shepherding Lyon by poking her repeatedly in the back.
- Pisces just shrugged.
- but I will abide by the majority vote.
Unless your objection is because doubt my abilities as a [Necromancer],
- Unless your objection is because you doubt my abilities as a [Necromancer],
- Springwalker?”
- She sighed.
This was hard.
- This was hard.
- “Olesm—”
He was missing the two sword and daggers he’d carried for a short time.
- He was missing his two swords and daggers.
- Without them,
- “Yeah,
but he says it was because he’s not good as Klbkch.
- but he says it was because he’s not as good as Klbkch.
- And that’s not exactly fair,
- One of my friends is gathering the Watch,
but there’s hundreds of them!”
- but there are hundreds of them!”
- He grunted,
but yanked her arm free and moved towards the door with surprising haste.
- but yanked free of her arm and moved towards the door with surprising haste.
- Ceria was going with them when Ksmvr spoke.
- her eyes following the Drake and Halrac as they sped across the snowy landscape.
Pieces was waiting too.
- Pisces was waiting too.
- For all he groused,
Everything an adventuring party was dependent on their group composition.
- Everything an adventuring party was depended on their group composition.
- You had to move as a team;
- The Watch had deployed fast and in serious numbers.
She saw at least a eighty guardsmen approaching the small army of Goblins,
- She saw at least eighty guardsmen approaching the small army of Goblins,
- led by a familiar female Drake.
- and felt Yvlon shudder beside her.
Pisces hadn’t used to be able to do that.
- Pisces hadn’t used to do that so casually.
- When they’d parted,
he hadn’t been able to reanimate more than a single corpse,
much less—
- he’d still pretended to be a [Mage],
- but now he didn’t hide what he was,
- and she was fighting alongside him.
- Alongside undead.
- It still felt—
- The two warriors slashed at the front ranks and then fell back as Ceria hit the the front rank with ice spells.
Pisces raised a hand.
- Pisces raised a hand and pointed.
It was another Tier 3 spell.
- It was another Tier 2 spell.
- This one was a shock of electricity that burst from Pisces’ hands,
arcing towards the Hobs’ metal armor.
- arcing towards the Hob’s metal armor.
- The big warrior screamed as he fought to get up.
- the Hob that Pisces had reanimated ended the battle by himself.
Immune to injury now,
- Heedless of injury now,
- he smashed Goblins left and right until they brought him down by weight of sheer numbers.
- that might actually be the case;
the local militias often did more work that adventurers in the south.
- the local militias often did more work than adventurers in the south.
- Thanks for covering for us out there.
We’re requesting salvage rights?
- We’re requesting salvage rights.
- Do you want…