Lorelumping...
Lorelumping...
Chapter 1.05
Erin suffers an acid burn from an exploding insect but manages to treat it and successfully prepare a hot meal. Later, she makes a shocking discovery when she finds a wooden sign on the inn's door written in English, her native language.
Erin continues to adapt to her harsh new life at the abandoned inn. Her survival is threatened when she encounters a dangerous Acid Fly. The insect explodes unexpectedly, inflicting a painful acid burn on her arm. Fortunately, Erin reacts quickly, washing the acid off before it can cause permanent or severe damage.
After treating her injury, Erin turns her focus to basic sustenance. Drawing a mental comparison to the Earth myth of Prometheus bringing fire to humanity, she manages to boil water and cook the blue fruits she previously gathered. Aided by her newly acquired [Basic Cooking] skill, she successfully prepares her first hot meal since arriving in this dangerous world, providing her with much-needed comfort and energy.
Later, while examining the inn's front door, Erin makes a startling discovery. She finds a wooden sign meant to indicate whether the establishment is open or closed. To her absolute shock, the words on the sign are written in English. This unexpected connection to Earth raises significant questions about the inn's history and whether she is truly the first person from her world to arrive in this location.
Meanwhile, in a different location, a veteran guard named Beilmark and a Rookie Guard stand watch, maintaining their post and hinting at the broader civilization existing outside of Erin's isolated inn.
Erin encounters an Acid Fly that explodes, causing a painful acid burn on her arm which she quickly washes off.
Using her Basic Cooking skill, Erin successfully boils water and cooks blue fruit, feeling akin to Prometheus from Earth mythology.
A young woman from Earth who stumbles into a fantasy world and takes refuge in an abandoned inn.
aka Erin, the traveller +64
Small inn where Erin is present; currently occupied by her. Noted by the Watch as having been abandoned years ago but Erin is using it; the Drake and Klbkch enter here to investigate.
aka the inn, Abandoned hilltop inn +27
Erin finds a wooden Open/Closed sign on the inn's front door and is shocked to realize the words are written in English.
Elsewhere, Beilmark and a Rookie Guard are shown standing watch together.
A species of large, sentient insectoid people; one arrives at Erin’s door with a companion.
aka giant insect, Ants +28
“That’s definitely a bug. And it’s really ugly. If I could take it to a scientist back home, I bet I’d be famous. Since I can’t—go away, would you?”
“Ooh. I’d hate to be Relc. Klbkch didn’t do anything, though. But he’s…eugh.”
“But it’s a better day, right? A bit of a better day.”
“Who knew carrying stuff with one hand was so much of a pain? I mean, everything’s a pain.”
“Not a full one, and that’s not our call. I’ll tell the Captain. You just keep an eye on it. I think she’ll put our best patrol on it. Punishment detail for breaking all those windows yesterday.”
“I’ll deal with you later. For now, I need dough.”
“This was an inn once. But someone abandoned it. And they left a lotta useful stuff behind.”
“It was alive. There was a baby inside.”
“Gotta wash these sometime. But that means I’ll be walking around naked. Is that an issue? And what’s that smell?”
“Hm. Chewy. Tasty! Pasta is the greatest food in the entire world.”
“Camouflaged dinosaur birds. Now I’ve really seen everything.”
“I could bury it. If I had a shovel. And I could burn it. If I had a way to make fire. Or…I could leave it over there.”
“Too bad I don’t have something refreshing to drink as well. A nice glass of juice would go down great. But y’know, it’s not like I…can…”
“At this rate, I’m going to start a collection.”
“That’s Senior Guardsman Klbkch to you, rookie. Send a street runner to tell the Captain.”
“People used to do this every day? This is why plumbing was invented, you know. Who puts a stream so far from an inn? What happened to a good well?”
“Now, where can I get a piece of chalk and write ‘no Goblins allowed’?”
“Double double, boil and trouble…into the pot you go.”
“Great. My hand hurts, and now my arm hurts.”
“This is how it starts, right? You leave the fireplace on while you go on a vacation for a few days, and the next thing you know, your inn’s burned down. A classic cautionary tale.”
“Sorry, baby dino-birdlings. But I really need to eat. And you look nice and doughy right now.”
“…Why’s it got four legs? I thought bugs had six.”
“Let’s see. Frying pan? No. Tongs? No. A saw? Why does a kitchen need a saw?”
“Or Goblins. I’ve seen them creeping around now and then. Do we send out a patrol?”
“It does look like—smoke. Maybe it’s a traveller. Or bandits. Or whoever’s been robbing the farmsteads.”
“Mm! Sweet! This stuff’s like syrup! Chunky syrup! Or…a smoothie.”
“Feels like it’s worse than yesterday. Which is probably my imagination.”
“Right. Normal eggs actually hatch. Right. This isn’t a store, so of course they’d be living—but they must be new eggs. Not full of half-born chickens, right?”
“It could just be nothing, Senior [Guardswoman].”
“Okay. Pain. But now I can make bread! I’ve got all the ingredients. Right? Right. I just need flour, yeast, butter, a bit of salt and sugar and—”
“Forget bread. It’s pasta time.”
“Okay. At least I know where all the normal birds go. Inside the dinosaur-birds.”
“Right. Well, there’s only one thing to do in a situation like this.”
“Acid flies. Okay, that’s completely wrong.”
“Huh. So that’s what flint and steel looks like. It actually does look like Minecraft!”
“Oh. Oh god. Why are there red lines—?”
“No. No. You deserve at least a sandwich. Or eggs and sausage.”
“Huh. So people speak English here. Good to know!”
“Nah. Blue fruit juice? That’s more like it.”
“Dried grass…check. Broken chair…check. Fire?”
“Sticks. You hit sticks together. Or rocks.”
“Is that a…pterodactyl? No way.”
“Huh. I guess without many trees birds get lazy. But what a big nest. And what’s that inside—”
“Hold on. What’s this word?”
“Greetings. May we come in?”
“Hm. Fork…fork! Am I missing anything?”
“That’s for all of you.”
“I really should have brought a bucket.”
“Right. Rummage time. I know I saw a shelf full of weird stuff somewhere…”
“Oh yeah. Water. Great. Well, I can just go out and get some. It’s not like there’s a time limit or anything—”
“No skeleton? No problem. I hope.”
“Hi, can I help you?”
“…Well, finders keepers.”
“Ew, ew, ew.”
“You. Get off.”
“I’m an idiot.”
“Damn. It went out.”
“Fire! Call me Prometheus…Promethea.”
“Unless they ate horses.”
“Huh. ‘Closed?’ Is that English?”
“This. This is disgusting.”
“Another weird creature. Wonderful.”
“[Basic Cooking], huh?”
“Is that…a horseshoe?”
“Yes, [Guardswoman] Beilmark.”
“Well, here’s a cauldron.”
“Dammit.”
“Ow.”
“Ow.”
“Skeleton? Goblins.”
“Oh. Oh wow.”
“Ow. Hot!”
“Eggs?”
“Blue juice?”
“Hot!”
“What’s that smell?”