Differences in The Wandering Inn 3.35
- Esthelm was full of activity and four different species all trying to work together,
and as such it was a highly amusing sight for the watching fae.
- This was a library,
and as of such the towering bookcases,
- despite the rich wood that made up their frames.
- “It’s been only a few days.
It had been two days since the attack on Magnolia’s mansion.
Two days and Ryoka had not left yet for Invrisil.
- Because she had had a thought.
it’s been two days since she was attacked.
- The assassins are all dead,
- they can wait.
Two days of waiting for their delivery is still a lot faster than you could ask for,
especially since they’re coming all the way from Ocre.
- Ivolethe has a point.
It’s been two days.
- I’ve skimmed through over a hundred books at least,
- or even small.
Forging a large empire that would put an end to wars by conquering everything in sight always fail due to a number of factors.
- I’ve read countless books,
poured through them for useful details.
- One of the things I learned?
- The other things I’ve learned?
- Ivolethe is right.
There’s no answers here.
- Just more things to keep me up at night.
- they tried to take over the world a few times,
although almost every species have done that over the course of the world.
They usually got to war with a bunch of mysterious foreigners—I never found a book about them,
- but they might be like my world’s version of Japan,
- There used to be Elves,
but every reference in the books I’ve read only talk about half-Elves.
- When did the Elves die out?
- That was,
until he spotted the blue patch of indistinct light coming towards his face at speed.
- I will accompany you as long as is needed—within Invrisil.
I am not permitted to escort you anywhere outside of the city and my help is limited to a,
“Not as of such.
- But Invrisil sees far more magical artifacts and potentially dangerous items entering and leaving the city than most locations.
- where adventurers thrived,
there had to be a city of equal size and resource to support them.
- Inns and food to feed countless mouths,
- the rest was even more than Ryoka had seen in places like New York City.
For while that city could boast over a eight million souls,
- each one was Human.
- The city had a street and sidewalk.
There were no wagons mixing with pedestrians here—there was a separate route for vehicles such that they could keep moving despite the flow of foot-traffic.
- Ryoka saw a [Guardswoman] directing traffic and wondered if there were street lights too.
Ryoka fidgeted as she reached for her Runner’s Seal and bag of holding carrying all the deliveries from Ocre.
- She still hated talking to new people,
This receptionist was far more business-like than Ryoka was accostumed to.
- She hesitated a bit on her reply.
- “I’m not transferring.
I—was in in Ocre and had the chance to come here.
- I’ve got a bunch of deliveries from the guild there.”
- Ryoka had to smile a bit;
she could see some of the other Runner’s staring jealously at her.
- The [Receptionist] nodded as she tallied up each delivery on a receipt and stamped it.
- “Not bad.
But a Courier could have done it just as quickly.
- If you’re going to make a long-distance trip in the future,
- And Ryoka had grown up in the urban sprawl.
There was places to get food on the sidewalk,
- and in no time she was eating her own hot skewer and quickly sliding off hot chunks of meat to cram into her belt pouch from another.
- Either way,
the young man’s lack of sight didn’t stop him from being a target.
- The adventurer began mocking both him and the half-Troll girl,
- As we say in my homeland,
geh zur Hölle,
- Good day,
- and then smiled at him as if what he’d said had been a compliment.
It clearly wasn’t,
- but no one knew what he’d said.
He turned his heads towards her and Ryoka saw him smile.
- She heard him clearly whisper to the half-Troll as she stepped closer.