Search Results for “mrsha” – Page 15 – The Wandering Inn

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May 12, 2018

Six Goblins. Twenty goats. It wasn’t a heroic battle, the kind you’d hear about in stories. It wasn’t one anyone would celebrate or long remember. But it was a proper Goblin’s battle. Close, intense, and perhaps meaningless. But the Goblins fought as if it were the battle to end all battles. Because it was that […]

4.33

May 8, 2018

It was said that of the five continents, Terandria was the wealthiest, the safest, and the most advanced place to live in the entire world. And that was true. But only if you averaged things out. Wealthiest? Terandria might be second place to Baleros, where the riches of the jungle and the companies turned blood […]

4.31

April 24, 2018

In the moments after Ryoka died, she had a vision. She had left her body and she was running down a path. It was some kind of road that stretched on until infinity and she was running as fast as she could down it. There was no pain. There was nothing but the wind on […]

4.30

April 21, 2018

Blood dripped from Regrika Blackpaw’s sword and onto the ground. Erin couldn’t take her eyes off it. Ulrien was dead. The brave Gold-rank adventurer and leader of Griffon Hunt lay on the ground, headless. His greatsword was still embedded in Regrika’s leg. The Gnoll didn’t seem concerned by it. She flicked her sword down and […]

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April 17, 2018

“I think we’re done here.” “Really? But I thought—” “Is that my tower? It is not as tall as I requested, Pawn.” “You wanted a tower that was structurally unfeasible, Bird.” “Yes. So?” “This is as high as we deemed it necessary. You can shoot birds in it, and Erin—” “I see a third floor, […]

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April 14, 2018

Death. Ryoka felt its hand on her throat. She rose, suspended from the ground by the thick arm made of bone. She looked into two burning yellow flames embedded in the sockets of the undead woman made of bone. Venitra. She was as perfect as a sculpture, as tall and armored as any knight. And […]

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April 10, 2018

[Warrior Level 1!] [Skill – Basic Footwork obtained!]   [Princess Level 6!] [Skill – Royal Tax obtained!]   Lyonette woke up. The bright sunlight of dawn was the first thing she saw through the open curtains of her window. She looked around in a sudden panic, remembered that Erin had told her to sleep in […]

4.24

March 31, 2018

It was going to be an important day. Ivolethe felt it, just like she felt the rays of the sun warm her frozen body slightly. She could sense…there were no words for what she sensed. The English language had no words for it, because Humans had only five senses, and perhaps a few others that […]

4.18

March 13, 2018

In the hour after she woke up, Erin learned much of screaming. More specifically, of being screamed at. It wasn’t a pleasant experience at the best of times, even if you liked the person who was screaming at you. And Erin did not like Miss Agnes. Not anymore. For that matter, she didn’t much like […]

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February 27, 2018

Ryoka stood in the darkness, heart pounding. She was afraid. Mortally afraid. There were things she feared in the world, and she was about to face one of them. She had met Dragons, [Necromancers], Goblin Lords, and yes, each one was terrifying in a way that left scars on the soul. If she closed her […]

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February 20, 2018

When Lyonette woke up on the third day, she didn’t want to get out of bed. For the first time she felt uneasy about working. It was all wrong. Everything last night was supposed to go well! Erin was supposed to kick out Maran and Safry, or make it so they wouldn’t cause trouble. That […]

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Once upon a time there was a [Princess]. She was bad at being a princess. She never leveled, and she ran away from home, no doubt causing a lot of trouble because of that. She ran in a childish fit of anger, and ended up on another continent, where she caused more trouble because she […]

4.12

February 13, 2018

Erin and Ryoka left the room in the Runner’s Guild, a sleepy Mrsha draped in Ryoka’s arms. They left as friends, refreshed, ready to face the world. “Ryoka’s back!” Erin sang and danced down the steps, beaming in delight. She flexed her arms while Ryoka shifted the snoozing Mrsha. “Erin and Ryoka, together again! The […]

4.11

February 10, 2018

Ryoka woke up when she stopped breathing. It wasn’t that she’d stopped trying of course; it was just that trying to inhale through a layer of fur was a nearly impossible feat. “Grfph!” Mrsha had been happily sleeping in her new spot on Ryoka’s head. She went flying as Ryoka sat up, but landed in […]

4.10

February 6, 2018

This is what Pisces saw. He stood in the snowy street, facing down one of the Drake Lords of the Wall and his personal retinue. By his side stood Zel Shivertail, one of the most famous [Generals] in the world. To Pisces’ right and left, two Gold-rank teams, the Halfseekers and Griffon Hunt were facing […]

4.09

February 3, 2018

Zel Shivertail sat in the Tailless Thief, the most famous and well-reputed inn in Liscor and felt out of place. Partly because he really didn’t care for the inn, and partly because of the stares. Inns were a subjective experience no matter where you went, Zel found. They were ostensibly just places to eat and […]

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February 1, 2018

In the depths of Liscor’s Dungeon, past rooms filled with deadly traps, magical ward spells and places where foul monsters made their homes, a skeleton sat on the ground. He held his head in his hands. Literally in his hands. Toren’s skull stared blankly ahead. The skeleton sat with his back against a wall in […]

4.07

January 30, 2018

She lived in Liscor, at least for the moment. It was a home away from home, of sorts. But in truth, her real home lay far away. Someday she wanted to go back to it, but for now she did her best. That was what she did. Her best. It was a curious thing, but […]

Interlude – Winter Solstice

December 30, 2017

The day after Christmas, Ryoka woke up in a quiet village where the houses were still partly submerged by snow. She got up and after eating a communal breakfast with the villagers, began to say her goodbyes. “Are you sure you won’t stay, Miss Ryoka? There’s hardly a road to follow, and the snow hasn’t […]

3.42

December 26, 2017

And then…it was Christmas. Erin was up before dawn again, rubbing at her eyes. She hauled water, helped Lyonette finish cleaning the room—and got food ready. That was what it was. Food. Erin mechanically created and seasoned a fatty soup with sausage, mushroom, vegetable extract, flour, garlic, a hard-boiled egg…all added to a rye flour […]

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December 25, 2017

Two days before Christmas, Ryoka stared up at a Frost Faerie and wondered how it had come to this. “Come on, Ivolethe. Please?”   “Nae. I won’t do it!”   Ivolethe folded her arms and glared at Ryoka and Laken. The Frost Faerie hovered outside of the Runner’s Guild as Laken and Ryoka stood and […]

3.39

December 19, 2017

She didn’t want to walk up the hill to her inn. No—it wasn’t that. Erin didn’t want to walk up the hill to her inn and go inside. Or…no, it was more like she didn’t want to walk up the hill to her inn, go inside, and then have to feed and deal with another […]

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December 16, 2017

The word that travelled north was brief, but noteworthy. Amid the surge and ebb of tensions among the city-states and local aristocracy, it stood out. Around the city of Liscor that marked the sole safe passage between the northern and southern parts of Izril, news was seldom good. The Goblin Lord was only the most […]

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December 12, 2017

“Tomorrow, then. Or sooner if I can get a hold of the Horns of Hammerad by mage spell.” “Very well. Please confine your visiting hours between dawn and sunset.” That seemed like a fairly easy request, so Ryoka nodded to Hedault as she and Reynold left his house. She supposed that without clocks, appointments were […]

3.34

December 2, 2017

It was still dark, still quiet, when the door of the inn opened. It was not night. But it was not day either. This was the brief moment before dawn, the quietest, most empty time. The sun had not risen, but the sky was no longer quite as black. The door to the inn slowly […]