Differences in The Wandering Inn Interlude
Lady Magnolia and Ressa retired to her personal sitting room after Erin had gone.
- It was a mark of Lady Magnolia’s abilities as a [Lady] that she did not seem to notice the shouting young men and women who were trying to attract her attention.
- and Lady Magnolia had mastered both.
She let Ressa closed the door and muffle the last indignant protests echoing through her home and sighed.
- Any Drakes and Gnolls who paid attention to Humans knew of her,
but Humans were by and large identical to the majorities of Drakes and Gnolls.
those who knew anything of Lady Magnolia knew that she was a [Lady].
- At all times she was graceful and polite.
- Ressa eyed her mistress and childhood friend disapprovingly.
She had said nothing in Erin’s presence like a good maid,
- but she had made her feelings about the tea Magnolia drank quite explicit numerous times before.
- but in this case,
it had been sweetened with so much sugar to make the drink practically poisonous in of itself.
- Magnolia drank it like water,
- Reynold is there,
and if worse comes to worse,
- she is quite a resourceful young lady.
- That is a valuable talent,
and no doubt one of the reason she survived by herself.”
- chatty atmosphere passed.
Lady magnolia sighed and sat up,
- and Ressa knew she was back to work.
“The scouts put his army at something close to the equivalent of a Walled City’s standing army.
He has over a hundred Hobgoblins and at least ten mages or shamans in his army.”
- “They cannot get close and the mages do not have a good fix on his location.
The few they can [Scry] do not know his name.”
- but no more than that.
Only Lord Tryon’s spies have realized the northern tribes are moving,
- and they have only said that they suppose the Goblins may be organizing.”
the next time you meet Lord Tyron,
- do endeavor to smack him on the head a few times,
- It would be Ressa’s pleasure,
although the odds of her actually laying hands on Lord Tyron were low.
- Magnolia sighed as she put her fingers together.
- It is hard to ignore them when you know the truth,
- Ressa joined her,
noticing a smudge on the glass and frowning hard on it.
- Lady Magnolia spoke to the window as Ressa produced a cloth and began to clean.
- will no doubt lead to a period of disgrace as fools seek to belittle him.
A shame some of those Drakes are so close-minded,
but it is exactly what we have been waiting for,
- Lady Magnolia closed her eyes,
and pressed her fingers to temples tiredly.
- onto armies.
I know Lord Tyron’s army just smashed two other armies in that little spat of his.
- Do you have numbers on how many of his soldiers perished?”
at the moment we will be able to call upon at two thousand individuals with combat-classes above Level 20.
- Over six hundred of that number possess levels above 30.
- And at the moment he was planning a battle.
The [Strategist] was speaking to a tall man dressed head to toe in armor save for his head.
- There was something off about this armored man’s neck.
- With his Skills he could turn his soldiers into horrific monsters,
yet if he needed to retreat his army would become ghost on the battlefield.
and cities on the occasionally trip to sell goods or request aid from adventurers.
- One of Niers’ older students intervened before Umina could interrupt their teacher.
He raised took the letters from Umina in gauntleted hands and let her conjure a small flame between her hands.
- The letters curled and burnt away as he held them to the last,
- she would offer him a prize he couldn’t refuse.
And he was loyal to his company and his commander to a fault;
- far better not to be tempted in the first place.
- Cameral nodded gravely and the others shifted,
as if they were children being caught out in a mischief.
- It always seemed to amaze them that Niers knew what they were thinking,
- hence his loose connection between head and body.
When he took his head apologetically off the suit of armor,
- dark orange light could be seen flickering within the armor’s opening.
- Their opponent for the day was a [General] with defensive skills named Grimvol.
Niers had forgotten what spat had caused their company to be called in,
- but he had led an army out to defeat this foe with as few losses as possible.
- It was overkill,
but there were no other battles Niers’ company was engaged with at the moment and everyone could use the practice.
- There was a lot of bad blood between the species,
and despite their superficial differences,
- they were quite separate races.
- “Sweep in from the left and hit his cavalry before they can start moving.
One he’s pinned from all sides he should surrender fairly quickly.”
- She nodded with a trace of uncertainty.
This would be the first time Nires had put Umina in a command position,
- and with his swift-moving cavalry elites,
that was best left for her to do herself,
- As touchy as the Centaur could be,
- which was how he’d intended it.
Overspecialization in a one area just meant you had a bigger weak spot to hit,
- and so Niers took care to push his subordinates to improve themselves.
- but his eyes lingered upon one of his newest recruits,
a tall female Minotaur who stood with her arms crossed,
- frowning intensely down at the map.
She nodded silently.
- Venaz was in charge of his left flank,
and she was no doubt keen to impress him.
She had been sent from the Isles of Minos after much competition to become his student,
- he gathered,
The Minotaur looked at Niers curiosity.
That showed how new she was.
- Venaz blushed a bit as his more senior students chuckled and pawed at the ground but made no comment.
- “Stop that.
The exercise of the drum signals Venaz,
- is to confuse the enemy.
- as the inventor of the game of Chess,
Niers’ students played the game almost religiously,
- as did much of Baleros for that matter.
- a worthy match for the Titan himself.
No wonder his students looked at it curiosity each time they came in.
“This is the fifth game.
- As it stands,
- They disliked secrets and they preferred to do everything out in the open.
It was a flaw he’d resolved in her strategic thinking,
but it still bled into the way she handled everything else.
- Their species understood privacy a bit more,
even if that wasn’t the entire reason why Niers was so hesitatant.
- Niers sighed.
It was making some of them too overconfident.
- After tomorrow he would start splitting them up,
- Already an entire continent had hailed the game Niers had created as a masterpiece,
a wonderful pastime and source of entertainment for people,
- but an aid and means to become stronger for [Tacticians] and [Strategists].
- It was this he lived for.
These last few wars his company had participated in were dull to him by comparison.
- He was already rich and he had trained his armies to be one of the strongest on the continent.
- Niers sat in front of the chess board and grimaced.
His student’s departure had let quite a lot of muggy heat into the room.
- yet for so long he’d found himself stagnating.
Perhaps it was time to quit the company.
- Read one of Magnolia’s damn letters.
- Search me.
I think it’s because the Winter Sprites haven’t rarrived on your continent yet.
- Apparently they bring the winter.
- Let me also introduce [Humble Actor].
She somehow managed to get in contact with me at Wistram and I showed her the previosu conversation.
- This is why it has to be secret.
I wanted batman’s opinion,
- but we can always show him/her the log.
- This is so weird.
How that a class?
- Strider’s right.
- you told me you had a plan.
- where you ended up…
it might help us idenfity if you were the subject of a spell.