Differences in The Wandering Inn 3.23 L
I’m hungry and your stomach is rumbling And while we do—would you like to hear a story,
- Lyonette buzzed around the kitchen,
making more honey water –
she had the idea it would be very popular with the Antinium—and storing it in another jar for later.
- The inn was full of life,
- I’m not going to just stay on this continent.
I’ll pay to have them delivered as a bulk shipment to every major city in the continent!
- In a few months…
- rolling it across the floor and leaping after it.
It was one of the tolls Selys had brought and Lyonette was glad that it was too big for Mrsha to swallow.
- It was still early yet;
he didn’t’ want to patrol before he ran a few errands.
- After all,
- She stared at him,
but especially at the huge jar of honey he held with all four hands,
- walking carefully so as not to drop it.
- although she got no new Skills.
That would have been enough though,
- but Lyonette heard a new announcement after the list of level ups.
- No matter how damning it might be to her one ‘true’ class.
Even it it meant she’d never reach a high level.
- She never levelled in it anyways.
- rather they are created from a different template than we are.
And the other Queens do not think as mine—our does.
- Remember that.”
- Just the thought of Garry’s cooking filled Pawn with hunger.
He clicked his mandibles together sadly though,
- reflecting on his role.
- shouts and screaming.
Gnolls and Drakes,
- the [Mage] among them shooting arrows of light into an oncoming crowd of—
You can find whatever run down hovel you want,
- but I’ll be staying at the Tailless Thief.
and that of the Quiet Antinium.”
- and at their sides they had blades.
But not silver metal like his,
- but rather blades made of a dark substance,
- Drakes and Gnolls and Humans were fleeing him,
but these two Drakes—and the group of warriors standing behind them were not.
- Armored warriors—huge giants!
The Drakes warriors behind Ilvriss grabbed at their weapons.
- but he felt like he’d been stabbed.
Illvriss had gone pale at the sight of the other Antinium who stood by the one with swords.
- His voice was a whisper now.
- The Drake fell back,
bleeding and the Lord of the Wall walked forwards as if in a trance.
- His sword was in his hand,
- They blocked off Zel and the Wall Lord from advancing,
- shields raised as if they expected a fight.
- Zel could only shudder at the thought as he walked out of Liscor’s gates.
If they had fought—regardless of who had lived and died,
- what would have happened?
- Or just a [Barmaid].
Zel sat a table,
- smiling without showing his teeth as the girl brought him a drink.