“…What was that?”

“…Hey. What happened to levels 2 and 3?”

“Monsters, monsters all around. And not one of them looks edible. But at least there’s blue fruit that smells like cleaning fluid. And at least there’s a dusty old inn. And at least I have four levels in innkeeping. Huzzah for me.”

“Um. I gained levels just from cleaning an inn. And I wasn’t an [Innkeeper] before this. So why…?”

“And you’re an [Innkeeper], right? Got any other classes?”

“Levels? Oh. No. I’ve got levels in, uh, [Innkeeper].”

“Seriously. They were so normal. But apparently I’m normal too. There are other Humans around here at least. But leveling? Classes? Am I an [Innkeeper]? Do I innkeep? How does that work?”

“How astute. She's quite intelligent for an [Innkeeper].”

“My apologies, good [Innkeeper], for all these misunderstandings. Please accept this recompense for your wasted time.”

“It's not mine. I just found it and somehow became an [Innkeeper] by cleaning up around here.”

“That’s quite useful! Most craftsman and artisan classes get that early on. I guess [Innkeepers] are sorta like that, right? Got to take care of the inn, repair windows, fix tables, and all that.”

“…I believe I am incorrect. Relc, the Watch has no authority here. This is an independent inn, and the [Innkeeper] is allowed to deny our authority here.”

“Am I an innkeeper? Is that what this world is doing to me?”

“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.”

“They never mentioned innkeepers in the legend of King Arthur. Or did they?”

“Oh no. I’m, uh, an innkeeper. I guess. Or maybe a wanderer? Actually, I’m just new around here.”

“I’ll grow a huge beer belly and start hauling around kegs of ale. That’s what innkeepers do, right?”

“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.”