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Chapter 1.11
Erin Solstice traveled to the city of Liscor to purchase food and supplies for her inn. After observing the daily lives of the local Drakes and Gnolls, she attempted to visit the Adventurer's Guild but was aggressively kicked out by a hostile Gnoll.
Erin Solstice traveled from The Wandering Inn to the nearby city of Liscor to purchase food and essential supplies. Upon arriving at the eastern gate, she was admitted into the city by an armored, yellow-scaled guard.
Inside Liscor, Erin navigated the bustling streets populated by Drakes and Gnolls. Her visit was eventful as she observed the local daily life and its citizens:
Seeking opportunities, Erin entered the Adventurer's Guild. However, her visit went poorly when a hostile, blood-covered angry Gnoll confronted her. The Gnoll verbally attacked Erin for her foreign scent and aggressively kicked her out of the building. As she was forced to leave, another Gnoll made disparaging remarks about Human traits, ending her attempt to interact with the local adventurers.
Erin travels to Liscor for supplies and is let into the city by a yellow-scaled guard.
While walking through the city, Erin is nearly run over by a hostile Drake wagon driver.
A species of tall, bipedal hyena-like humanoids covered in fur.
aka hyena-people, dog-people +8
A sapient reptilian species dominant in regions south of Liscor, generally unfriendly to Humans.
aka lizards, giant lizards +3
A city adjacent to the Floodplains, culturally aligned with Drakes and not friendly to Humans.
aka City of Liscor, the city +8
Erin watches a chestnut-furred Gnoll use the [Broader Shoulders] Skill to deliver Corusdeer meat to a highly critical Butcher Drake.
Erin overhears an orange-scaled Drake gossiping about Hawk's relationship troubles before Mister Drells fires the chatting employee.
An angry, blood-covered Gnoll attacks Erin's scent and forces her out of the Adventurer's Guild while another Gnoll comments on Human traits.
A species of which Erin Solstice is a member.
aka Humans, smooth skin +4
Referenced as a meat-based dish (type of deer) by Klbkch when inquiring about available food; not present in scene.
aka half of one, half a deer +1
The Drake manager of an establishment in Liscor who fires Drassi.
aka an angry Drake, an angry Drake with black scales
A Drake [Butcher] in Liscor who haggles with the Gnoll hunter over a Corusdeer carcass.
aka the Drake, the [Butcher] +1
An aggressive and prejudiced Gnoll adventurer who confronts and expels Erin from the Adventurer's Guild.
aka the not-werewolf, hairy hyena-guy +6
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
A species of large, sentient insectoid people; one arrives at Erin’s door with a companion.
aka giant insect, Ants +28
Small green humanoids with red eyes and sharp teeth that chased and slashed at Erin.
aka Goblins, little green things +16
A class focused on running inns, hospitality, and tending to guests and establishments.
aka [Innkeeper], Innkeeper (class) +6
A skill that likely increases a person's carrying capacity.
aka [Broader Shoulders]
A class for individuals who process and sell meat.
aka [Butchers], [Butcher] +3
A class for women who serve drinks and food in taverns or inns.
aka [Barmaid]
A class for people who operate vehicles like wagons for transport or delivery.
aka [Driver], The driver +2
“Drassi! This is the eleventh time this week! I’ve told you again and again, stop gossiping. I don’t care what your class is—enough. You’re friendly, but you’re also fired.”
“It’s far. But I have to go. Maybe? Yes…no. No? Yes. I need food. And I need to feed my guests. It’s my duty as an innkeeper.”
“Horses eat grass, but I’ll pass, so I’ll go to the city fast. Or I’ll die of starvation! And once I’m there, I’ll eat ten pears and—hey, is that a Goblin?”
“N—I mean, I’ve never been in one before.”
“Tribes and tribulations. Excuse me, Miss. Watch the blood. If that [Guardsman] asks…pretend you never saw me. I’ve got to get this to the [Butchers] before the Acid Flies are all over.”
“I’m Erin. Erin Solstice. And no, I’m not, uh, innkeeping here. I live outside the city. In an inn a ways away. I guess. I just came here, because I needed to go shopping. Badly.”
“An [Innkeeper], is it? Are you opening up a business here? Humans almost never move to Liscor. I’m Selys, by the way. I should have said so from the start. My apologies.”
“Go on in, Human. Anyone can enter the city. The gates close at sundown.”
“To go to the city or not, that is the question. Actually, there’s no question. I need to go to the city. I need to go…shopping.”
“Who’d want to eat blue fruits all day? Raise your hand if that sounds like fun.”
“Am I an innkeeper? Is that what this world is doing to me?”
“They never mentioned innkeepers in the legend of King Arthur. Or did they?”
“You. You’re stinking up this place with dirt and filth. I can smell the things you’ve rolled in. You haven’t washed in—dead gods. I’m covered in Shield Spider guts and you smell worse! Take a bath before you come back here.”
“A Human? We haven’t seen one of them in… I wonder if another trade caravan’s getting here?”
“But why does it have to be so far away from anything?”
“And I want food. Real food. Not fruit. I want bread! I want pasta! I want pizza and soda and salad and ice cream—actually, forget the ice cream. I need meat. Or fish that doesn’t bite back! I want sushi, cheeseburgers and fries, toast, waffles…cereal…”
“I don’t like Humans. They smell. You smell like garbage. Like rancid oil and flames and things that turn my stomach. And Goblins and dust and mold.”
“I don’t want Humans in here. You don’t belong.”
“That must be city hall or something. And the place with the wand—was that a magic shop…do they teach magic there? Do they sell wands? Wow. Wow. And I just need to find…a regular people shop.”
“I don’t have time for this. I’ve got a delivery to run. Sidewalk! Use it!”
“Um. Clothing. Right. And soap. And a toothbrush, if they have toothbrushes. And toothpaste…which they probably don’t have. But something. And I need food obviously, more soap, towels, laundry deter—more soap, and a comb.”
“I’ll grow a huge beer belly and start hauling around kegs of ale. That’s what innkeepers do, right?”
“Thirty minutes. No; probably an hour. Yeah, that sounds about right.”
“Great. They’re like cockroaches. Evil, giant, green cockroaches. With teeth. And sharp knives. And red eyes.”
“Flat grass, flat grass, all I see is flat grass.”
“You sure it’s not him being… him, Drassi?”
“—broke up again. Hawk can’t keep a girlfriend for more than a month, Courier and gold or not. It’s his obsession with vegetables.”
“Good day, Miss. How can we help you today? Do you have a bounty or request to post? Or are you registering?”
“Are you a traveller, Miss? Or maybe…an adventurer? Are you here to register?”
“I’m in trouble. Yup, yup. It’s amazing these things lose so much taste after only a few days.”
“Sorry? Sorry? When this wheel runs over your foot, no healing potion in the world is going to get it back. Do you think I want that on my conscience?”
“Oh, that’s great. Thank you so much. About how I got here—I don’t know if it was an accident or me—maybe teleportation! But um. Right now I’m just trying to get by. So the market is two streets down and left and right…?”
“Even instant ramen would be nice. Is that too much to ask?”
“Guess I’ve gotta go to the stream. Who knew washing your hands was so much work?”
“You just gave me a damned Corusdeer. Half of one.”
“Where’s the other half? You didn’t skin it first? You’ve ruined the hide—and there’s dirt on this part! Did you drag it back?”
“This is the Adventurer’s Guild. That lot didn’t tip you off?”
“You’re in my way. This is for adventurers.”
“—by the tribes and fur knots. All the lice in Izril! All the lice in Izril and—and Raskghar on these stupid paving stones!”
“Are you blind? Stay on the sidewalk! I nearly ran you over!”
“Didn’t they have one back in your city?”
“Oh, no! I’m, um—sorry I didn’t help? Sorry you fell?”
“No! I mean, I’m just looking around. Nice to meet… I’m just looking for a—a store!”
“Oh, I see! No worries, Miss Human. You’re just in the wrong spot, but I can give you directions if you’d like.”
“Oh, I’m really sorry. What was that you were saying?”
“If you’ve got a bounty—Shield Spiders—I’ll process it now. But this Human was just asking directions. You can’t just kick someone out who—”
“I dropped it once, okay? It’s not bad, no! And as for cutting it in half—I thought I saw a Shield Spider nest near me. They would have been over the kill—and me—in minutes. The hide’s fine. You can make boots out of what’s here. How much for it all?”
“Oops, sorry. Uh, where am I?”
“I’m also looking for a place to get some other supplies. I don’t suppose you know where—”
“Um. A teleportation spell got me here? And I need food. Flour, oil, butter, salt…that kind of thing. And I need clothing. Lots of clothing. And toothpaste!”
“Right. I’m very sorry about that. Um. Can I help you?”
“Plus, I need to feed my guests.”
“Registering? Quest? Oh no, I’m not here for…uh, anything. I just thought this might be a store, so I…”
“What do I do if I get super-lost? Remember that street name. Squiggly line…got it. And if I can’t remember it or find my way back? Amsterdam, chess tournament. Start crying and ask where mom is…No, wait, I’m older now. Uh—uh—”
“Typical. You go for the top half because the antlers are worth money to the [Alchemists]. Nevermind the intestines being good for sausage or all the organs like the liver and—stop growling at me. I know, Shield Spiders. Damn it. Alright…let me check the quality of the meat. Give me a few minutes. And get a bucket of water and wash yourself off. You’re going to attract Acid Flies.”
“That’s because Humans can’t smell anything.”
“And I need to rob a bank.”
“Well, that settles that. I’m off to the city.”
“Ah, hello? We can help you over here.”
“R-really? I can’t smell anything.”
“Excuse me, Miss. Are you waiting in line for…?”
“Oh no. I’m, uh, an innkeeper. I guess. Or maybe a wanderer? Actually, I’m just new around here.”
“What, the Mage’s Guild? You can’t read, Miss Human? Right, you don’t read Drake script. Are you looking for the Mage’s Guild? Runner’s Guild? Adventurer’s Guild? An inn to stay in? Stables? The Watch, maybe? I’m Drassi.”
“What? But I can work harder! Come on, Mister Drells…”
“One side, Human! Stop blocking the way!”
“Hold on, now. She’s just lost.”
“Apologies, Miss. Was I in your way?”
“Oh. Yeah. Um, I’m really sorry about that. It’s just that I’ve been sort of fending for myself, and I didn’t have a change of clothes so—”
“Well, I can’t leave the desk, but I can give you some directions. No wonder you were lost—you can’t read any of the signs, can you? Your people normally stick to the north; Esthelm’s as far as most get. What brings you out so far? Oh, and what are you looking for?”
“Get out of the way, you idiot!”
“…Right. It’s just that I’m new here. And I’m Human. Nice to meet you. My name is Erin. I, uh, know another guy who works with you. Relc? And Klb…Klb…the insect guy? So yeah. They know me. I’m no threat. And, uh, I saw some Goblins running around a while back. They’re not here right now, but I felt you should know.”
“Okay. Okay. I was lost before. I can do this.”
“That’s quite alright. Not everyone needs to use an Adventurer’s Guild. Most never will, hopefully. If you’ve never needed any services, let me give you the basic explanation. Here you can let the Guild know about dangerous monsters in your area, post quests and offer rewards, or if you’re an adventurer yourself, you can go look at assignments or receive your reward.”
“Unless I go to the city.”
“Clothing. Food. Toothbrush. Toothpaste. And a lamp.”
“I’ll just be going. Now.”
“Real mages. That is so cool.”
“Do I look like a Wolf Beastkin?”
“Is—is there something else you want?”
“Wow. That’s a big hill.”
“And a sword. I need a sword. And a shield? And armor? And, uh, anti-Goblin spray? Oh, and books! Tons of books. Maps, history books…can I read any of that? Well, Relc and Klbkch speak English. So that’s weird too. And I need bandages, a sewing needle, someone to teach me how to sew…”
“S-sorry. I just didn’t see—”
“So, what do I need?”
“Oh, hush. He’s fine. He’s more Drake than you are. I’m just saying—”
“Right. Sorry. Sorry about that.”
“Right. Well. I’m sorry about that.”
“Right. Thanks. Uh, have a nice day!”
“Um. Nice weather, isn’t it?”
“Uh, is this a store?”
“…Miss? Excuse me, Miss?”
“Well, if it’s food and general supplies you’re looking for, try the market two streets down from here. To get to it, just take a left as you walk out of here and then turn right, and you’ll be there in no time. They’d also have some clothes there, but I’m not sure if they have any made for Humans. What kind of teleportation spell did that? You mean, people teleportation? Gone wrong? That would be a huge scandal. Anyways, the market will have everything you need.”
“Er…apologies, Miss Human. We don’t see many of your kind around here, yes? A [Trader], a traveller? No need to apologize. [Broader Shoulders] means only I can carry a deer back! Half of one, at any rate. If only I had a bag of holding large enough for an entire deer, eh? I wouldn’t make a Human help me lift one of these!”
“They lied to me.”
“…Just the lamp.”
“That’s a big wall.”
“Um. Hi. Are you—are you a wolf-person?”
“I’m a Gnoll.”
“Right. A lamp! And a sword.”
“Sorry! We overheard, yes?”
“Excuse me—um—what’s this building? I can’t read…”
“The Adventurer’s Guild?”
“I’m sorry!”
“Rubbery.”
“…Hi.”
“Humans.”
“Wow.”
“Humans.”
“Begone.”
“There.”
“What kind of store?”
“Uh—I—just looking, thanks!”
“Shoo!”
“N-no?”
“The…”
“What’s essential?”
“Yes? No?”
“Huh?”
“Yes. And?”