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Chapter 1.12
Erin explores the market in Liscor before being ambushed by Goblins on her way back to the inn. Relc arrives in time to save her, dispatching two of the Goblins before escorting her the rest of the way. Meanwhile, the Goblin Chieftain discovers that some of his tribe are missing.
At dawn, a sleepy Goblin Warrior stands guard outside his tribe's cave. Inside, the Goblin Chieftain awakens and realizes that several of his goblins are missing from the camp.
Meanwhile, Erin explores the city of Liscor. Taking in the sights, she compares the city's architecture to that of Europe on Earth. She visits the market and speaks with Krshia at Krshia's Silverfang Goods, where she learns that the xenophobic Drake shopkeeper she previously encountered is named Lism.
After finishing her business in the city, Erin begins her trek back to the inn. During her journey, she is ambushed by three Goblins—the littlest Goblin and two older Goblins—who attempt to steal her belongings.
Back in Liscor, Relc abruptly leaves a conversation with a blue-scaled Drake and a green Drake in the guard mess hall. He sprints out into the fields to check on Erin and arrives just in time to interrupt the Goblin ambush. Using his [Iron Scales] skill, Relc effortlessly kills and beheads the two older Goblins, though the littlest Goblin survives the encounter.
Relc escorts Erin the rest of the way, ensuring she safely returns to the inn. Following the harrowing event, Erin receives a system notification that she has reached level 6 in her [Innkeeper] class.
The Goblin Chieftain wakes up in his cave and discovers that several goblins are missing from the tribe.
Erin visits the market in Liscor, comparing the city to Europe, and learns the name of the xenophobic shopkeeper, Lism, from Krshia.
A young woman from Earth who stumbles into a fantasy world and takes refuge in an abandoned inn.as
aka Erin, the traveller +64
A city adjacent to the Floodplains, culturally aligned with Drakes and not friendly to Humans.
aka City of Liscor, the city +8
A small, child-like Goblin who attacks Erin out of grief and is spared by her.
aka Littlest Goblin, The Littlest Goblin +15
Relc leaves his fellow guards at the mess hall and runs out into the fields to find Erin.
While walking back to the inn, Erin is attacked by three Goblins attempting to steal from her.
Relc arrives and uses his Iron Scales skill to kill and behead the two older Goblins, saving Erin.
After Relc escorts her safely back to the inn, Erin levels up in her Innkeeper class.
A guardsman referenced by a rookie as likely getting punishment duty for breaking windows.
aka Guardsman Relc, Senior Guardsman Relc +13
A class focused on running inns, hospitality, and tending to guests and establishments.
aka [Innkeeper], Innkeeper (class) +6
A tall female Gnoll shopkeeper in the market who runs the stall 'Krshia's Silverfang Goods'. She is direct and attempts to get Erin to shop at her stall.
aka Krshia, The Gnoll shopkeeper +13
A belligerent Drake shopkeeper in the Liscor market who cheats Erin.
aka The Drake shopkeeper, The Drake +8
A male and female Goblin who 'made' the littlest Goblin, acting as her parents or creators. They bully her but also provide for her. They instigated the stone-throwing attack on Erin to steal her food and were subsequently hunted down and killed by Relc.
aka the two older Goblins, Two Ambushing Goblins +3
A powerful and savage Goblin warrior who breaks into The Wandering Inn and attacks Erin, serving as the chapter's primary antagonist.
aka The Chieftain, the Goblin +11
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 large stall in the market run by the Gnoll, Krshia Silverfang. It sells a variety of items, including food.
aka Silverfang Goods
A sapient reptilian species dominant in regions south of Liscor, generally unfriendly to Humans.
aka lizards, giant lizards +3
A species of tall, bipedal hyena-like humanoids covered in fur.
aka hyena-people, dog-people +8
Small green humanoids with red eyes and sharp teeth that chased and slashed at Erin.
aka Goblins, little green things +16
A high-level defensive skill possessed by Relc, seemingly an upgrade to [Thick Scales]. It makes his scales extremely durable, preventing him from being easily cut. Relc gained it from his [Sergeant] class.
aka [Iron Scales]
“Two coppers per ear…nah. Stick. Stick. You’ve gotta put them on sticks and—you know what? She can figure out how she wants to mount them.”
“Got you bastards. You can’t run from Relc! Damn, I thought there were three of you? Whatever. If Erin doesn’t love this—now I need to find some wood. Damn. I should be having dinner!”
“It was nothing. They’re no threat to me or anyone with a few levels in any warrior class. But don’t worry about those pests. I said I’d make it up to you, didn’t I? I’ll do something about them.”
“They’re interesting and entertaining, but they don’t have much inside their fleshy heads. I’d never trust a Human to have my back. Drakes stick together and Humans do their thing in the north, am I right?”
“And, uh, I’d like some oil too. Do you have another jar…?”
“Typical Humans. Walking in here, stinking up the market, and insulting any non-Humans you find. You should be grateful the Guard doesn’t run you out of the city! First that damn [Necromancer] comes here, and now this smelly one that can’t even read.”
“Still, she’s interesting. Erin, or whatever her name is. She makes a mean plate of pasta, let me tell you. And she’s tougher than she looks—I didn’t think any Human could survive out in the Floodplains that long. She’s funny too.”
“Can I get you anything? What are you looking for?”
“I really didn’t mean it. It’s just—[Necromancers], y’know? They’re dangerous. And it’s best to kill them on sight. You ever seen a thousand zombies trying to eat anything in sight? Even if they’re low-level, even if they play nice, I could never trust a [Necromancer].”
“Especially not if they’re Human.”
“Well, if I’ve got enough, I’d like to buy a few of those. And some onions.”
“But I’d like some. Butter, that is.”
“It’s not often I get to rescue a damsel in distress. That’s what they call Human females, right? Damsels? Anyways, I saw you were in trouble, so I immediately rushed to help.”
“Look, I’m still really sorry about before. I didn’t mean—well, I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
“Hey, I’m telling the truth here. Little Miss Human isn’t that bad. You should meet her. But let me tell you, she can also be pretty annoying. Remember that [Necromancer] guy I told you me and Klbkch tracked down? She wouldn’t let us kill him even after he blasted us both with a few spells. Just kept saying that he wasn’t that bad.”
“I still don’t get it. There’s no scales, nothing firm to grab. What’s the point?”
“If you’re done grubbing in the dirt, I have more customers to serve.”
“Look, I know I was sort of—okay, I was rude, but let’s talk. Hello? Are you listening?”
“I’m—I’ll just look around if that’s okay.”
“But that’s what you think.”
“No. If Klbkch can do it, so can I. Anything that damn bug can do I can do better. But hey, what’s this about a Human? Is it that female one I was telling you about?”
“Really? What kind of rotscale sold you—why did you spend that much money?”
“No, I’ll just wander around and—look. Thank you.”
“Oh, I’m looking for food. Lots of it.”
“Um. I’m looking for a few things, actually. Uh, do you have any butter?”
“So. You bought food, huh? Making lots of pasta tonight?”
“It was the last skill I got from my [Sergeant] class. I think you get it in [Spearmaster] as well, but I don’t know. Either way, it’s a life-saver.”
“Hey, Miss Human! Wait! I didn’t mean it!”
“So, how’s my favorite Human doing? Good? Bad? Um. I, uh, don’t suppose you heard what I was saying. It was just a joke, really. I didn’t mean…”
“Look. I’m very sorry, Miss Erin. Let me carry your bag. It must be quite heavy, and this way we can talk without one of us falling over.”
“Right, right. Well, if you remembered his face, I could find who sold you all that, but I doubt anyone’d bear witness against him. And there’s not much for me to go on. I mean, he sold you overpriced goods but it was your fault as well. No offense meant, Miss, but how’d you trade a gold coin for a sack or two of flour?”
“Human, I have a business to run and a store to manage! Either pay me my price or be gone. You won’t find a better offer in this market.”
“Right at the start. Did you see her expression? Relc’s not gonna have an easy time explaining that.”
“Well, I could go back to the market and ask around. But—I don’t suppose you caught the name of the store.”
“Okay, okay. So they weren’t that dangerous. And I was just doing my job; true. But I am sorry. Really. I said too much back there.”
“Out of the way, smooth skin.”
“I can’t read the language here.”
“Humans. I don’t know why you’re interested in this one. It’s certainly not the smell, to hear Belsc talk.”
“Then stop flipping. It’s annoying, and you keep nearly hitting people. Remember poor Tkrn the day he signed up? He still flinches whenever he sees a dagger.”
“Um. Those sausages. How much do they cost?”
“Two gold coins. Eight silver. That will buy you a bag of flour, oil, butter, four sausages, two onions, and a bag of sugar, salt, and yeast.”
“You’ve got no talent for that game. If you didn’t have [Thick Scales], you’d have cut your hand off years ago.”
“Anyways, Humans. Haven’t seen one in a long time. Did you see it? So fleshy.”
“I just thought it was the right price, I guess. I didn’t want to argue.”
“I need to buy fresher pillows. And blankets. Or laundry detergent. When I have the money for it.”
“No. I mean, there’s food in here, but that’s only a few silver coins at best. I’m sure you had more than that, right? How much did you spend?”
“Sausages. Mm. But hey, why didn’t you buy any clothes? I thought all females loved clothes, Drake or Human.”
“Don’t touch. You’ll stink it up with your Human smell.”
“I don’t have all day to play fetch for you, Human. Just tell me what you want to buy first.”
“Here. Your food. Take it.”
“Disgusting. Let’s go eat some meat.”
“That explains everything. What kind of level do you have to be to get that, anyways? No one else has it, so it must be high level.”
“I can take the bag now.”
“Hey! Slither off, you little bastards!”
“A couple gold coins. Some silver ones.”
“I just gave you my price. Take it or leave it.”
“I hear they roll around in their own filth.”
“Kicked out of three shops. And two homes. And then the Adventurer’s Guild.”
“I’ll bet. No wonder you don’t worry about hurting yourself, you smooth-scaled bastard.”
“Belsc—the guy on eastern gate duty—he didn’t say much other than that he thought it was a Human female. What was the name of the one you met?”
“No touching the food with your filthy hands unless you’re buying!”
“Too bad I never got any dagger skills. I can’t understand how this stupid flipping works.”
“Where? Two?”
“Um. Erin something. Sol? Solace? It was something like that. Erin Solace? Did he mention anything else about her?”
“Yeah. He said she was really annoying. And she talked too much.”
“Are—are you sure that’s the price? I mean, it sounds like a lot—”
“But can we negotiate? I mean, how about two gold coins? What’s the price of the flour? If I pay you—”
“…Can I buy a bag?”
“[Iron Scales].”
“I’m looking for some flour, salt, butter, oil, and sugar. Oh! And yeast. I’ll need yeast too. If you have it.”
“Where?”
“Search me. Maybe it’s just Relc. He’s weird.”
“That looks heavy. Here, let me carry it for you.”
“Hey Relc. I hear there’s a Human wandering around the city.”
“Dunno. She must’ve walked in while you were talking.”
“Oh come on. Don’t be like that. I just—well, it was just me being careless, alright? Let’s talk. Please?”
“Are you calling me a liar?”
“Serves him right. But did you smell her?”
“Look, I was just asking about the price.”
“Right, right. But, uh, good to see you made it to the city. So how’d you like it?”
“Well, there are signs. I just can’t read them.”
“I didn’t have enough money.”
“What does it look like, Human?”
“I…could help you find what you want. Krshia’s Silverfang Goods. Do you have anything you want or—?”
“Disgusting. Why’s Relc interested in one anyways?”
“Magic. Either that or they’re all bilingual. Or trilingual. Or something.”
“Oh, um. I’m just looking.”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Thanks for helping. With the Goblins.”
“Yeah. Humans. They don’t wash.”
“Move it, Human.”
“Well, what are you seeking?”
“Now, now. Don’t be jealous.”
“Yeah, you get used to that.”
“What do you want? Name it and I’ll fetch it for you.”
“It’s right there on the sign.”
“Uh. I can’t read that. Sorry.”
“Lism!”
“How long was she here?”
“Hrmf. Suit yourself.”
“Hi. Is this a food shop?”
“What you see is what I have.”
“So. When did you spot her?”
“Why do you think?”
“Until later, Miss Erin.”
“I’m going to sleep.”
“You sure? I can carry it in—”
“Okay. I’ll buy it all.”
“That’s her.”
“It’s fine.”
“Thanks. Good night.”
“No, no! I was just saying that—”
“What, really?”
“Good, good.”
“Oh, bite me.”
“Ow.”
“It is.”
“Agreed.”
“Stupid Humans.”
“True.”
“Not sure.”
“Finally.”
“I’m sure.”
“I know!”
“Oh come on. Please?”
“Hey! Miss Erin! Wait!”
“No. I’m fine.”
“Sorry. Sorry.”
“Sorry.”
“Anything else?”
“How many?”
“Ow. Ow!”
“Oh, okay.”
“Okay.”
“Oh.”
“Um. I—”
“Thanks.”
“Fine.”
“So.”
“So.”
“Ah. Ow.”
“Right. Thanks.”
“Oh. Great.”