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It was a silly thing, but she preferred being called ‘Dioname’. Her full name was Dionamella, but she wanted the last three letters left off. Dee-oh-nah-mei. That was how you’d say it. As opposed to dee-oh-nah-mell-ah.  Did this matter?…No. Not at all. But it made her feel rather in-tune with the modern parlances of the […]

The war against the Dawn Concordat, as mentioned, was a gripping affair concerning the fate of now five nations, given Pheislant’s involvement, and continental repercussions in the short term at the least. It got little billing abroad. Yes, updates were shared daily by Wistram News Network and the other burgeoning magic-television networks to fill air […]

Ryoka Griffin took one moment to reflect upon her failings on her journey to meet the Archmage of Memory. Just one. Perhaps it wasn’t even a true failing. The thing was— She didn’t kill people. She was neither good at it nor did she have the ability to look at someone and do it. Even […]

May 12th, 2017. A day that was almost overlooked for a year. It would later become a timestamp synonymous with conspiracy theories, governmental coverups, and a worldwide crisis. Its nickname would be simply—the Melbourne Incident. The Melbourne Airport’s logs would show—once they had been leaked by whistleblowers and people panicking over what they’d seen—the inexplicable. […]

Chess fact. On Earth, the queen-piece used to have the ability to move like a knight-piece in ‘L’ directions. Her ability to do this was removed by people who objected that a queen shouldn’t have the powers of a knight. Also, possibly because her abilities made her too powerful. Chess, as a certain [Innkeeper] could […]

One of the easiest ways to tell a casual poser, imposter, or fake out from genuine nobility was to bring up the Hundred Families of Terandria. The most basic test was to talk about them like a literal hundred. Because they weren’t. The Hundred Families of Terandria, each one who could trace their bloodlines back […]

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains a non-graphic description of abuse in a relationship ending in death.   [The Wandering Inn now has a fanmail and business email! Please check Contacts for the business and fan-emails. If you have anything to send.] [Have you filled out the survey? It will be ending midnight, March 12th. Please […]

[The Wandering Inn is conducting a 2022 survey! Please consider filling it out here!] [The author is on break until March 8th! See you then.]   When he grew up, they told him he’d been in the tribe. Grown up on the Great Plains. But he was too young to remember. This vast wilderness, free […]

[The Wandering Inn is conducting a 2022 survey! Please consider filling it out here!]   Someone was dying before his very eyes. Everyone walked by, ignoring the plea written right there in ink. The look of—apathy. Hopeless apathy in grey-yellow eyes. Granite grey, shot with thousands of tiny lines, and the faintest yellow starburst around […]

When she was unhappy or upset, the young woman could always count on a ball of fur to slowly somersault into the room. Light brown fur, like fresh spring bark, two ears, which perked up, and a little black nose that still seemed too large for his face. Curious brown eyes—and that high-pitched voice which […]

Selys, [Heiress]   Two and a quarter months since the army marched upon Hectval, the city felt different. A month was a long time. A year was a long time. To Selys, it felt like it had flashed by in some senses. Dragged on after Erin’s death. But the war… Liscor was changing. Not a […]

[I am delighted to shout out fellow author Selkie Myth for winning the most prestigious and deadly award ever—the Stabby for their web serial! Go and check out their stories here, consider supporting them on Patreon or buying a copy of their stories if you enjoy what you read!]     Vess, [Magic User]   […]

Crusader 51, [Crusader]   There was a place in The Wandering Inn few people knew existed. Few people went there, even if they did know it was there. Down the hallways that led up to the second floor, past the game rooms, the rec room, and yes, Erin had decided she needed both, the weights […]

(The author is on break until the 8th of February! Look out for the chapter then if you’re on Patreon and vote in the poll! I’m tired. My shoulders ache.)   The sky was beautiful. Everyone knew that, save for those who had grown up under lands perpetually shaded by cloud and darkness, like Noelictus, […]

The siege was almost over. There was a gap in Reim’s walls. A gate had gone down, and [Soldiers] were flooding the breach. Of course, they were dying. A [Fireball] spell cast by a Level 30+ [Battle Mage] sent bodies flying. Screaming. Fire that Stitch-folk feared. In such narrow confines, the attackers had to run […]

Today. They saw a vision of the future. Every army said it, and every nation thought it. When [Historians] dipped their quills in ink to write of the past, glorified or sardonically, they still drew a line between then and the present. No matter how good your armies were, how inspiring your leaders—that was then. […]

[No Killing Goblins, a The Wandering Inn podcast by Oshi and Dragonus, has released it’s 10th episode! Check it out here and consider leaving a like, comment, or whatnot!] Podomatic Apple Google   “Do you know why Orthenon was never one of my Seven?” Trey Atwood looked up, but just for a moment. He flicked […]

[The story is on break until January 15th for Patrons for the annual break and for a very secret project! Check the Author’s Notes to hear about…Gravesong.]   Even a day afterwards, he was chuckling about it all. Not always in pure humor. Wry contemplation and self-introspection would be part of how he’d describe it. […]

[This chapter is out, as is customary for Patreons and Public readers! Which means the Public readers have to wait a week instead of a Tuesday release. Merry Christmas? Happy Holidays? Chapter’s out!]   Today was a very special day. You could not tell, at first. Fall was coming to Liscor, but it wasn’t obvious. […]

If you hadn’t heard of her, you weren’t from this continent. Or you were deaf. Her songs were on every young person’s lips. They were played in royal courts and pubs. They called her the Singer of Terandria. Her class was [Popstar]. Her name was Cara O’Sullivan. She looked down from the moving, decorated stage […]

[I am taking a ~mysterious break~ for one update on the 18th, and I will be back on the 21st of December with a chapter and explanation! Maybe. See Author’s Notes for details.]   Would you like to know a secret? A big secret. A top-tier secret. You could get someone to pay for an […]

“He was right, all along. I think I knew it, deep down, or at least, I thought he had a point. But he was right. Necromancy is just magic. It is all just magic. Everything we are…” The half-Elf hesitated. She took the circlet off her head and stared at it. She dropped it, and […]

Questions. They woke him in dreaming. Normally, he dreamed of nothing, not even ambition. The world ended in between the time his eyes closed and opened. Rarely, he had dreams. In this one, he was chasing something. Fighting through dark waves breaking on an endless beach. Chasing something. An idea. Something—which, in his dreaming state, […]