1.34

“I am quite adept in a number of magical fields. But yes, [Invisibility] is a 4th Tier spell I have acquired after much practice and study. It is useful in almost every situation.”

“Those are bad enough. But you haven’t seen the really bad monsters because the Watch keeps them away! Look Erin, I don’t want to hear you’ve been eaten or munched up into little bits one day.”

“I am, as always, reliant upon your good graces and tolerant nature, good Mistress Solstice. Rest assured, I will pay off my debts in due time as soon as I acquire the necessary funds.”

“We were just talking about you needing someone to protect you! Without Relc and Klbkch—Erin, remember the Goblins? And there are far worse things out there! Believe me, I work with adventurers. I know.”

“I know you study magic all day, but would it kill you to get a job? Then you could pay for food instead of mooching it off me. And you could pay for someone to wash your robe, too!”

“I’ll be fine, I promise, Selys. What’s the worst that could happen?”

“Never mind. Forget that. But will you teach me something? It doesn’t even have to be a lot. I just want to learn about magic.”

“I just want to see what’s around the inn. I won’t go far. And I’ll run away if I see anything.”

“The local fauna and flora of the area around Liscor are not the most deadly, considering the extreme variance of some death zones around the world, but there are several notable monster types that do pose a serious threat, even to me.”

“Most, ah, impressive. However, I doubt your prowess with a wooden chair would deter anything but the average Goblin. Most creatures are a tad studier than that, I fear.”

“Let me put it another way, Mistress Solstice. In words you may find easier to understand. Monsters, strong. You, weak. Regardless of your level, you have only the [Innkeeper] class, which has few Skills meant for fighting or survival.”

“…Nevermind. Okay, yeah, I could buy alcohol, but it’s expensive.”

“Do you not have any ale? Or at least if you must serve drinks, would you do the courtesy of bringing out the Amentus beverage?”

“That’s what I thought, too. But do you know if it has anything to do with chess? That’s probably where I learned it from.”

“I trust your expert opinion, of course. But may I recommend testing your drink out on the Goblins or perhaps the Antinium before serving it with your meals?”

“Perish the thought. I do have standards to adhere to, and besides which, you are aware that most [Mages] use the [Farsight] and [Scrying] spells to gaze with impunity on anyone they like, are you not?”

“I get that the Workers and Goblins travel in groups and run away from monsters, but how do you survive out here by yourself?”

“I hope not. Adventurers and the Watch don’t get along. If he does, there will be trouble. Well, there’s already going to be trouble at the Guild, but an arrest would really make things worse.”

“Here, let me show you. The name of the continent we’re living on is Issrysil, according to my people—but no one says that. Everyone calls it Izril. It looks…like this.”

“And here’s Liscor. See, we’re the only way through the High Passes. Technically, there’s a route through the mountain range over here…but it’s infested with monsters. And of course the coastal routes to the east and west.”

“And Antinium, but only in the Hivelands. Right along the northwestern coast below the High Passes, see? There are other species, but there are only three—four, I guess—in Izril.”

“If you stray from the roads, I guess. But who’d risk exploring out there?”

“A lot of people died in his undead attacks and the Second Antinium War, hence all the abandoned places. The place you’re in is pretty safe. But if you go a few miles in any direction, you can find a lot of strange stuff.”

“Why don’t you teach me magic, then? I’ll get rid of your tab if you do.”

“Lots. Most, in fact. But this group is from down south. Past the Bloodfields. They must have risked the journey—it’s not too dangerous if you go wide around it—in hopes of finding worth in the north. Rare, but it happens. But they’re from the south.”

“You keep saying that, but do you actually have any money on you?”

“You’ll do no such thing if you want to eat here again. Stop bullying the Goblin, and stop insulting them while you’re at it. Besides, she’d probably beat you in a fight.”

“Really? I guess I’ve never…huh. You know, I’ve never really gone exploring. I mean, aside from finding the inn and a few other spots, I didn’t really go anywhere else. I started repairing the inn and…yeah, I didn’t ever really go any further.”

“Nothing’s going to bother going after a lone Human in an inn in the middle of nowhere, I’m sure.”

“Good thing you didn’t. Some of those places are pretty dangerous. I mean, not now, obviously, since it’s not the right season and the Watch was keeping them clear, but I’ve heard stories.”

“That is the creepiest thought I’ve ever heard of. All of you mages are perverts, I swear.”

“I don’t see why I need protection, Selys. I haven’t seen any monsters lately, not even the Rock Crabs. The only things I see are those weird dino-birds in the sky and Rags and the Goblins.”

“Then once again, magic has eliminated another tiresome chore. As to your point about employment, I remind you that I am banned from entering Liscor due to my magical inclinations.”

“It’s so weird. I guess I just got used to the inn and the local area, y’know? I haven’t seen any monsters, so I just can’t get worried.”

“And because you stole food and money from people by pretending to be a monster.”

“I never said that you were. But fighting is far different from self-defense.”

“Not even for high-level adventurers. Nasty creatures live around there—they make the local monsters look harmless by comparison.”

“There’s nothing out there that can hur—catch me.”

“I’ll forget your tab and I’ll start buying alcohol.”

“You’re going to get yourself hurt! Or killed!”

“But, uh, can’t you teach me a bit of magic? I’d love to learn. I think mages are cool. I was a big fan of Harry Potter growing up, although Draco was sort of cute too—”

“I know we’re on a continent. How’s that?”

“By the way, I learned a new Skill after the—the game.”

“I can fight. I’ve got, uh, [Bar Fighting] as a Skill, you know. I can totally crack someone over the head with a chair.”

“People who pay their tabs get blue juice. And as for alcohol—I’m underage, you idiot. I’m only 20.”

“Any decent [Mage] has a number of spells to avoid detection. [Invisibility] is one of my fortes, for instance.”

“You saw my effectiveness against the Acid Flies, did you not?”

“Why would—no. Wait. I must read this. I, ah, will be going now. Thank you for the meal.”

“They’re from down south, so they’re all Drakes or Gnolls.”

“It sounds like quite a useless Skill, to be honest.”

“That too, I suppose. Regardless, it behooves me to stay away from the Watch. Even this far from the city, I must occasionally evade their tiresome patrols.”

“Erin, then. You do realize that magic is not as simple as waving a wand about and chanting words, don’t you? Becoming a [Mage] such as myself requires years—sometimes decades of intensive study.”

“—Regardless of your feelings, you should still hire some sort of protection. The more aggressive types of monsters and wildlife will soon return to this area.”

“They all got abandoned or destroyed over time, especially after the Necromancer.”

“Oh come on. I’ll be careful. I’ll only walk a few miles in every direction, okay? But I really don’t know what’s around the inn. I just want to explore a little.”

“Mistress Solstice, please keep your guest away from me. Elsewise, I may be forced to use magic to remedy the problem myself.”

“Yeah, I think so. You explained it all well, but the map is making my eyes hurt.”

“Like for what? Spying on people? Hey—you haven’t ever come in here while you’re invisible, have you? Because if you have…”

“It’s a messaging spell, but I haven’t seen one like that since—”

“Look Erin, I know you want to stay in your inn, but it’s not safe. At least hire one of the low-level adventurers. They’re not that strong, but I could get you a good deal. Maybe we could call it a perpetual extermination request. Then the Guild would pay some of the costs.”

“Only if you can protect it. Like I was saying, Erin—”

“It’s called [Immortal Moment]. I have no idea what it does.”

“Do you know how much money you owe me for all these meals?”

“Even a great and glorious mage like you?”

“Do they emit any kind of unsavory smell?”

“I can make wine too. Wine is easier.”

“Very well then. Let us begin with the Mage’s Test. Observe.”

“They must have gotten into a fight with the Watch. There will be trouble over this.”

“…It’s fine. I just—I guess Relc wasn’t expecting to see me. He looked angry.”

“You really need to pay more attention. Wait here for a second.”

“They were all Drakes. Aren’t there Gnoll adventurers too?”

“Bad news. Got it. Didn’t I hear Liscor’s got an army? Relc…Relc said that. Is there lots of war?”

“Here are the five known Antinium colonies outside of Liscor. Past this point is their territory. The Hivelands.”

“I do have [Alcohol Brewing] as a Skill. I guess I could…make alcohol?”

“I have not ever heard of such a Skill in any of the directories I have read during my time as a student. Nor have I heard of such a Skill at any point in my life. Have you found out what it does?”

“…Erin. Do you not know the local geography?”

“Well, that was lucky. It’s a good thing he decided not to do anything. I’d hate to see a fight break out in the market, especially since we’re not done shopping. Good thing seeing you calmed him down, right, Erin? Erin…?”

“Right, right. Because all Drakes live in the south…?”

“Okay, this is roughly where all you Humans live. See? The entire northern part of the continent except where the mountains start. From here…to…here.”

“Oh. But if all the Humans live in the north, what about the south? Are they all…Gnolls and Drakes?”

“What about Beastkin? I keep hearing that they live around here, but I’ve never seen one. Unless they look exactly like Gnolls. Where do they live?”

“Sorry, sorry! I forgot how soft you Humans are! Sorry!”

“Oh, a few. But that was probably an all-Drake team. Gnolls—well, Gnolls don’t like working with other species as much. And not as many become adventurers, so we haven’t been getting as many.”

“Let us just say that several of the species around here deter adventurers from pursuing their trade. Not that Drakes and Gnolls tend towards adventuring as much in any case. But without the Watch to keep local populations down, it will become hazardous quite quickly. I would suggest you hire some form of protection before this occurs.”

“What, like a bodyguard? I don’t have the money for that.”

“I was referring to thugs with weapons aptly known as ‘bouncers’ or the more mundane [Mercenary] classes, but you do raise a good point. I doubt many would be willing to travel this far to offer protection—and even if they did, their prices would be quite exorbitant.”

“Magic is a sacred art, Miss Solstice. If a few use it to untoward ends, that is a small consequence that cannot be avoided. But to all others who pursue magic, the benefits are enormous. For instance, I do not have to worry about monster attacks even should the Watch give up patrols in this area entirely.”

“Is it so surprising? Most upper-class dwellings and bath houses have spells to prevent such unwanted attention. But fear not—there are no Human [Mages] in the area besides myself, and I suspect any Drake [Mages], if any competent individuals in Liscor, would prefer their own species to gaze upon.”

“There’s always some fight between the Drake cities. Or with a Gnoll tribe. We’re not Baleros, but—right. You don’t know Liscor has an army. They don’t come home often. They’re mercenaries, technically. Always being hired by one of the cities or alliances that pop up. And there are a lot of them.”

“Not really anywhere. I guess you might find more of them among the Gnoll Tribes—but they don’t belong there either. They come from another continent further to the west, Baleros, but they’re peaceful and easy to work with. We’ve got one total in all of Liscor. Hawk the Hare, our Courier.”

“This is the basic test for determining aptitude. I am drawing—”

“What is money but a concept? If you are referring to the notion of money, I am indeed wealthy in—”

“And you would forget my tab?”

“Oh, they’re not going to patrol around the inn any longer. After—after Klbkch—anyways, the stupid Captain said she’s not going patrol this area. And Relc doesn’t hang out here now, so I guess you don’t have to worry about the Watch.”

“Well, you won’t have to do that much longer.”

“Yes, well, regardless, some form of personal defense would be highly advisable.”

“Oh. Right. I forgot you could do that. You know a lot of spells, huh?”

“Uh, are there other kinds of people like you? What about Lizardfolk?”

“I need protection. Got it.”

“So, there’s going to be a lot of adventurers? I might finally get some business in my inn.”

“Oh yeah. That’s a big deal, isn’t it?”

“Oh. Yeah. You were pretty cool then. Um, thanks again.”

“Well, you are in a place that used to have quite a few villages.”

“I’m not completely helpless, you know.”

“I guess it was another incident with the adventurers. I didn’t recognize them from the Guild, so they must be from further south. And the ones we’ve been getting lately, well, they don’t like to obey the laws as much, so we’ve been getting a lot of complaints at the Adventurer’s Guild.”

“Um, what I mean is that without—without enough guardsmen—”

“What about Humans? Aren’t any of them adventurers?”

“So what you’re saying is that there’s a lot of unexplored land out there?”

“No lizards. We wouldn’t tolerate their kind in cities anyways.”

“Who? No, not that Human. The Necromancer. From Terandria? The end of Silvaria? Az’kerash? Come on, Erin. Practically every Human north of us knows about him. He was from a while back and—well, we lost a lot of the area around Liscor. He destroyed entire Terandrian nations, but here, at Liscor, he met his end. The Antinium and Zel Shivertail brought him down, and that’s how the Free Hive was allowed into the city.”

“Most of the new adventurers are coming from Pallass but it’s taking a while given how far they’re coming. I bet we’ll get a lot more and probably even some Human ones, but not for a few more days at least. Anyways, the reason all the adventurers are here is because of those new ruins. Didn’t you hear about them? Apparently, it’s some kind of underground complex—a huge one! They uncovered it a few days ago. Some [Shepherd] was walking with a herd and saw an opening in the hillside. It might be a dungeon.”

“It’s huge. We’re getting a huge amount of merchants, adventurers, and business because of it. But of course that means more trouble when they get into fights with the Antinium or break the law. I hear the Watch is working overtime, and now that Klbkch is—”

“It is possible, although Skills that focus on one task are generally easier to understand from their name. It is more likely that this is some kind of ability you gained during the course of the game. But as to what that might be or how such a Skill could be used—”

“Coins. Do you have them?”

“They aren’t patrolling this region any longer?”

“That’s what I just said.”

“And customary for an inn.”

“Is he going to arrest them?”

“Here. Have a cup of this.”

“These High Passes aren’t safe?”

“I fail to see your point.”

“Thanks. But the Watch is here for our protection. If they’re not guarding you—”

“Why do you keep on doing that?”

“Do you know anything about this continent?”

“Oh. Um. Sorry. I didn’t mean—let’s—let’s go.”

“No. I won’t let you go alone.”

“Not as such, no.”

“Underage of what, precisely?”

“The drinking age of cou—”

“So you’re Mister Powerful, huh?”

“Teach you. Magic? Good Mistress—”

“Well, does that make sense?”

“Ah. I see having a Skill replaces the need for hops, barrels, the fermentation process, yeast, and of course the grain needed for such a beverage. Do show me how you make ‘alcohol,’ and let me know when you’ve decided on what type of ‘alcohol’ you would like to create. I would especially love to know if it’s a rum, beer, whiskey, mead, or if it is in fact a consumable alcohol at all.”

“Oh, you know the adventurers. They always talk about treasure and finding magical artifacts in caves and so on. But the ones around here are always poor, so I wouldn’t pay attention if I were you. Most slither on back to the city before they get much further than your inn, anyways. They’re all low-level, which is why none of them have dared enter the ruins yet. They’re waiting for the stronger adventurers to clear the way before they flood in.”

“Okay, it gets a bit complex, but the big groups are the Walled Cities over here, the Gnoll Tribes of the plains, and the independent ports and cities in this area. Most of the inhabitants are Drakes, it’s true, but there are other species. For instance, nearly a third of the population down there are Gnolls. We have a few hundred Humans here and there…sometimes String-People or even Centaurs, Selphids, or other folk, but they’re just individuals rather than a community. Mostly in the Walled Cities.”

“That would be…problematic.”

“Your clothes. Are filthy.”

“That’s what I said.”

“I doubt that.”

“What was that? Get it off!”

“Out of the way!”

“Hey! What’s wrong with my map?”

“I get it.”

“No! It’s too dangerous! Don’t be stupid!”

“I know.”

“Sorry about that.”

“What do you mean?”

“Hm.”

“…No.”

“Lovely image.”

“Adventurers.”

“It’s okay.”

“…Oh.”

“Mm.”

“What’s that all about?”

“…Who?”

“Stop!”

“Pisces?”

“Like what?”

“…Right?”

“Oh? Why’s that?”

“What is that?”

“Well, yes.”

“Um, no.”

“Erin…”

“Erin—”

“Oh?”

“Nope.”

“What?”

“No—problem.”

“What?”