The Wandering Inn

Book 2: Chapter 41

Because she woke up early, Erin decided to make gravy. Everyone else was still asleep, anyways.

Ryoka and Mrsha were upstairs, but Erin had had too much trouble trying to drag Klbkch and Selys up the narrow staircase, so shed left them in the common room with a blanket and pillows instead.

It was easy to make gravy. Erin got a pot out and fished around in her cupboard for supplies. She got out some flour, and found some of the bacon fat shed chilled thanks to some snow shed packed into a cauldron. It was mostly melted, but it kept the food she put in nice and cold, if a bit wet.

By the time Ryoka stumbled downstairs with Mrsha in tow, they found Erin putting out gravy on the table in a huge bowl next to steaming biscuits and mashed potatoes. That coincided nicely with Selys and Klbkch waking up on the floor. Erin beamed at all of them as her guests rubbed their heads and moaned.

Morning!

Selys clutched at her forehead.

How much did I drink last night?

Umfour mugs? No, waitsix? Eight?

Erin had lost count. Shed kept serving everyone the faerie flower alcohol until theyd started to pass out. It had been a long, anxious night for her. Everyone would just take a drink, stare off into the distance for ten minutes, and then keep drinking. In the end, theyd all just gone to sleepexcept for Halrac. Hed left for the city, staggering slightly. Erin had been worried, but he was a Gold-rank adventurer.

Ancestors.

Selys groaned and clutched at her head. She tried to stand up and sat back down hard.

My mouth tastes likedead gods, that was some awful ale, Erin.

Hey!

Erin opened her mouth, and then closed it.

WellIll buy some better stuff next time, okay?

There shouldnt be a next time.

Ryoka lurched over to the table as Klbkch dragged himself upwards. Mrsha yelped and scurried away at the sight of the Antinium. He looked worse for wear. Even though his appearance was mostly unchangedthe Antinium not really having skin or clothing that could get rumpledhe lookeddisheveled.

Good morning, Klbkch!

Erin smiled at Klbkch. He looked around at her, somewhat slowly.

I have failed to return to my Hive. That has never happened before.

Oh no. Is that bad?

Klbkch nodded slowly.

I mustexcuse me.

He put a hand to his head and paused. He had no eyelids, but Erin sensed that he was concentrating. After a moment, he nodded.

I have informed my Queen. She has recalled the search parties.

Search parties?

Klbkch shook his head. He stared at the food on the table as Mrsha tried to grab a biscuit with her hand. Silently, Ryoka grabbed a plate and spooned potatoes and biscuits onto it, and slathered everything with the thick gravy. She put it on the table and handed Mrsha a spoon. Clumsily, the small Gnoll tried to inhale the entire thing.

So. Um.

Everyone looked at her. Erin smiled nervously.

How was it last night? Was the faerie flower drink really that good?

Erin didnt really understand Halracs fascination with it. When shed tried some, she just remembered happy moments, but that was all. And yet, between the four people in her inn (not counting Mrsha), theyd downed an entire kegs worth of her ale.

Ryoka, Selys, and Klbkch exchanged a long look. As one, they shook their heads.

That was a terrible drink.

Awful.

Please do not serve it again.

Erins jaw dropped.

What? Why?

Selys was still rubbing at her forehead as she nibbled at a biscuit. She drank deeply from a glass of water and grimaced.

At first, I thought it was wonderful. I was remembering having fun with my uncle when he used to visit. And I was so happybut then the memory kept going and going, and I felt the need to keep drinking. Every time I woke up from thedream, I just drank more and went back.

So? Whats the problem?

Remembering a bit is fine. But after a whiletheres such a thing as too much nostalgia, you know?

You can get lost in the memories.

Ryoka nodded. She stared at her gravy, ignoring the smacking sounds Mrsha was making next to her.

Its like an addiction. You keep wanting to go back. Put another drink in front of me and Ill keep drinking it, again and again.

To remember.

Klbkch was silent. He hadnt even put anything on his plate. Ryoka looked up at Erin.

Dilute the drink. Maybe offer the full-strength version once in a while, but dont keep serving it to us, damn it!

Erin shrank under the strength of Ryokas glare.

Oops. Sorry.

The three diners turned back to their breakfast in silence. Mrsha ate happily, scarfing down the rich gravy until she had a round belly. She at least, had had no ill effects from last night, having only imbibed a few mouthfuls of the magical ale.

Erin scratched her head. Shed wondered about the drink, but then of course the faeries had come in and shed given them several pints before chasing them out. She remembered them flying into walls and laughing before shed managed to get them out the door.

Socan I get you guys anything else?

Klbkch shook his head. Selys put her head on the table and moaned softly. Ryoka was rubbing her eyes.

Im uh, oh! Lyonette!

The possible princess walked down the stairs and paused when she saw Selys and Klbkch. She sniffed.

I am awake. What is for breakfast?

Mashed potatoes and gravy. And biscuits!

Ryoka eyed Lyonette silently as the other girl helped herself to food. Silently, Erins guests ate until Selys looked out the window.

Im really glad I dont have work today.

Klbkch nodded slowly.

I believe I shallabstain from my duties as well. It is necessary.

Oh, uh, well, thats good, isnt it?

Both Drake and Antinium stared silently at Erin. They looked melancholy. And so did Ryoka. She was just staring at her food.

It was likeit was like everyone had depression suddenly. Erins eyes darted around until she saw Mrsha was fidgeting on her chair.

Hey Mrsha, whats wrong?

The Gnoll child was squirming, in a very familiar fashion. Erin realized what the problem was.

We have a bathroom right outside. Come on, let me show you.

She took Mrshas hand and the Gnoll eagerly leapt off her chair to follow Erin. Theyd made it to the door when Erin felt a familiar sensation, that of someone approaching the inn. She stopped, and then the door opened.

The early morning sky was gray, but light still flooded into the inn. It flowed around the figure that entered, and despite the bright sky, the gaping sockets of Torens skull were still dark, illuminated only by the two burning purple flames that stared at Erin and Mrsha.

The skeleton was wearing the battered bronze armor hed found, only it seemed even more battered and torn up than before. In his hands he held a notched sword and shield, and faint streaks of blood covered his blade.

Toren! There you are! Where have you been!?

Erin scolded the skeleton as he stood silently in the doorway. He stared at her, silent as always as Erin frowned at him. Then she felt a tugging at her hand. She looked down.

Mrsha was trying to pull away from Erin. All her fur was on end, and she was scrabbling at the floorboards as she tried to run.

Whats wrong, Mrsha? Oh, is it Toren? Youve never really met him, have you? Well, hes really nice

Erin broke off. She sniffed. Something was smelling. Thats when she noticed the puddle around Mrsha. It seemed the skeletons arrival had affected Mrshas bladder control.

Aw, Mrsha!

She let go, and the Gnoll scampered back towards Ryoka, whimpering in fright. Ryoka slapped her forehead as Erin stared at the puddle. She looked around and smiled sheepishly at Toren.

Hey Toren. Ive got a job for you.

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Some days I just want to punch Erin. Id probably get my ass kicked, but Im still tempted*. It takes me nearly half an hour to calm Mrsha down after Toren appears, and even then, she wont go anywhere near the skeleton.

*How strong is Erin, anyways? I know she has [Minotaur Punch] as a skill, but is there a set limit on how strong the Skill is? And if it depends on her hitting her target, thats not too reliable in a battle. Plus, if she hits armor wouldnt she break her hand?

Not that I blame her. Toren freaks me the hell out too, and I dont understand how Erins so cavalier about having him around. Shes busy ordering him around even as I finally finish breakfast.

Thanks for the food, Erin.

Oh, no problem! How did it taste?

Good. Was that roux you made?

What?

Roux.

Noit was gravy.

ButErin, do you know what roux is?

No.

I rub at my face.

Never mind. I guess your skill told you what to do, right?

Yup! Ive got [Advanced Cooking] now. Isnt it great?

Erin puffs out her chest and looks proud. Selys looks impressed and Klbkch nods. I shrug.

I guess. Its an important skill, right?

For an [Innkeeper], its great! Most [Cooks] and [Innkeepers] in the city have [Basic Cooking], but [Advanced Cooking] is rarer.

Selys explains as she finishes her plate. I rub at my head. It still aches, but it looks like its time for me to get to work. Time to think, and plan. Selys is a native here, and she knows a lot of common-sense things. So I ask her the obvious questions.

If thats the case, theres presumably an [Expert Cooking] skill, right? How many people would have that?

[Expert Cooking]? Wellno one in this city has it. Youd have to be a really high-level [Chef] to have that. Ive heard some of the Walled Cities have people with that skill. Theyre always hired by the nobility.

So. You can rate skills by their rarity, which generally corresponds to a level. Makes sense. And I guess its still a parallel to our world.

What level would you say that skill appears at?

UmLevel 40? Maybe Level 30, if you got lucky. There are better skillsor so Ive heard, but its still rare.

Right. Because most people dont usually get to Level 30?

That is correct.

Klbkch nods as he delicately slurps up some gravy. I try not to look at him eatI try to be open minded, but the Antinium creep me out in a way the Gnolls and Drakes dont. Hell, even Selys is still sort of disturbing to me. I dont know how Erin is so natural around all of them.

But here I am, sitting with Klbkch the Slayer and a Drake [Receptionist] of all people, talking as if Ive known them for a long time. Theyre so friendly.

I still cant believe you dont know all this. Is it because you dont have levels?

Selys stares at me, and I tense slightly. She doesnt know Im from another world. But hell, I have to know how levels and classes work. I might not use themand possibly cant anymorebut not knowing how this world functions is only inviting trouble. So Ryoka, lie your ass off.

Thats right. Ive never paid attention, I guess.

Erin was like that too, you know. Are you both from the same nation? You seemed to know each other.

Something like that.

Klbkch nods.

I am familiar with the country they originate from, Selys Shivertail. Their people have customs unlike ours.

That makes me stare hard at Klbkch, even though Selys accepts his statement at face-value. He just covered for me, didnt he? Erin did say Klbkch knew she was from another world. And now Erins coming over. I try to signal her with my eyes to play along, but shes oblivious.

Oh yeah, this is a lot likeuh, where we come from. I mean, there are some big differences, but theres actually a lot of stuff in common, right Ryoka? Like, this is totally like Dungeons and Dr

Its sort of similar, but I wanted to be sure about all the details.

I cut Erin off and glare at her. She returns my look blankly.

What? Im not a gamer, but you told me you understood something about the system, right? Its like Diablo, you said.

Diablo?

Selys looks between us. I shake my head.

Its justnothing. Its a game from where we come from.

Oh, I see.

I am going to kick Erins ass. As Selys and Erin start talking about Mrsha, I cover my face for a second. Then I look up and see Klbkch is staring at me.

Oh shit. Did hehow much did he get from that? Erin says he knows shes from another world. What about me?

Kill Erin. But watch him. Klbkch the Slayer. I read the history of the Antinium Warsdamn it, I wish Id read more than the first section now. They didnt mention much about the Prognugators, but this guy was around decades ago. He dueled General Sseryshes dangerous.

But the Antinium in front of me is sitting in Erins inn, eating gravy. And he was killed by Goblins, or so Erin said. Weakening Prognugators. Hmm. And Erins involvement with the Antinium is also special. She can make unique Individuals, which could mean

Gah. My head hurts already, and not just from the alcohol. I thought my life was complex, but Erins is ten times more convoluted. Not only is she involved with the Antinium, shes attracted Lady Magnolias eyes, and shes on the receiving end of a Gnoll debt so massive it can only be settled with deathunless one of us has fifty thousand gold pieces lying around.

Holy fuck. I close my eyes for a second. What should I do? What can I do? Normally Id be running off to collect my payment from Teriarch, but

No. I look over and see Mrsha, crowding around that Lyonette girl for some reason. Shes feeding Mrsha scraps from her plate and scratching her behind the ears.

Oh yeah, and Erins got a princess or some high-ranking nobles daughter in her inn. God damn it.

I massage my temples. Selys looks at me sympathetically.

Head still hurting? A healing potion will get rid of that. I know a shopkeeper who sells cheap ones.

Nothanks. Im just really busy. Theres a lot of shia lot of stuff I need to deal with.

Like what? Im free today, if you need some help, let me know. A friend of Erins is a friend of mine.

Selys smiles at me. I hesitate.

Nothing too important. I wouldnt want to bother you.

As you like. Im going to see if Erin wants to relax in the bath house. Youre welcome to join us.

Thanks.

Selys gets up to chat with Erin. I stay at the table, thinking. People move around me. Klbkch is still sittinghes not eating, but I suppose the Antinium have to sit to digest? I put him out of my mind and think.

Ive really got to think, because there is a lot of crap for me to deal with at the moment. I wont say that this is a terrible situation butno, aside from moments where Im actually in danger of being killed, this is probably one of the worst.

Fifty thousand gold pieces. Lets just focus on that. Yesterday I made a claim to the Gnolls that I would pay Erins debts. Theres multiple reasons why I did that.

First, its pretty clear the Gnolls have power. Erins been helped by them in the past, and they might be an ally. If there are any groups she and I can trust, that is. But Krshia seems intelligent, and its better to have someone on our side than against us. Which leads me to the second point.

We need the Gnolls to cancel the debt, or else Erin and Lyonette are in danger, and so is Mrsha if shes staying with them. Is this even a place for a young Gnoll? How can Erin raise her? I cantI cant stay with her. But she needs a home. A family. If Krshia could

Third point. Krshia might be able to mitigate the stigma associated with Mrshas fur, but not with her authority contested. The debt of Lyonettes is sapping her influence as long as it remains unresolved. That Brunkr idiot seems to be trying to usurp her position, and he would be a danger if he took control. All in all, that means resolving the debt is really damn important.

The only question ishow? I have some ideas. I could give the Gnolls a technologythat was what I claimed, but now that I think of it

Fuck. I am so screwed.

Lets put this in perspective. I need to give the Gnolls a technology worth 50,000 gold pieces. At the same time, I cant destabilize the world by giving them gunpowder.

No.

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All flesh is grass.

No.

So what do I do? It seems simple, right? But what can I physically give the Gnolls besides weapons? The industrial revolution? What the hell would a nomadic society need that kind of infrastructure for? And they wouldnt be able to make use of it, anyways.

No, think. It has to be something simpler. A practical technology or revolution. Think, Ryoka.

Hm. Trebuchets. But damn it, thats a siege weaponnot something roaming tribes need! First off, wouldnt trebuchets exist in this world? They were a medieval invention, and this world has renaissance-era technology at times.

For instance, theyve got glass. Hmm. Lenses? But that technology is dependent on glass grinding to focus the lenses properly, and I dont know how theyre made.

Damn. So telescopes are out. What else?

Radios? Hah. Even if I had the ability to work with wires and metal to that extent, who needs radios when you have mage spells and the ability to howl? Long-distance communication isnt a problem for them.

Bows. Gnolls use bows. Ive seen them use composite bows and short bows sofuck. They dont have compound bows, though. But could I make one? Nope. Id need industrial-era technology.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Okaysteel. But this world has steel. On the other hand, I never saw steel in the Gnoll tribes which means only a high-level [Blacksmith] can probably make it. Its no revolutionary technology, though.

I wish I knew how to make Damascus steel. Theres the Bessemer Process of course, but that requires industrial era technology, again

A printing press? This world still has handwritten books in many cases, but

Two reasons why I cant give the Gnolls that. No, three. One, I dont know how to make a printing press. With screw-based technology, of course, adapting from the wine pressbut hell, Id need months to figure out the exact way to set one up. Second, the cost in resources and space isnt practical for Gnolls again, and third

You cant copy magical spell books with a printing press. Thats obvious. Ive seen spells, and if they exist on paper, its not just in the two-dimensional sense. My guess is that it would be impossible to copy one with any kind of printer, so that already makes one of the greatest revolutions of our world fairly useless to the Gnolls.

What they need is something immediately useful, but the more I think, the more I dont have any good idea. None except for weapons, and I wont give that to anyone.

Fuck.

I hold my head in my hands as I sit at the table. Then I hear someone clear his throat delicately.

You appear to be in a state of distress. May I inquire as to your predicament?

I look at him. Trust no one.

Im fine, thanks.

Klbkch pauses.

Does your issue relate to the Gnoll debt towards Lyonette du Marquin?

What the hell? Klbkch is just staring at me. My heart rate picks up, but I keep my face straight.

How do you know about that?

The Antinium know much of what occurs within Liscor.

Were you listening to our conversation yesterday?

The Antinium shakes his head.

No, but there are a finite amount of topics which would necessitate such discussion. And the Gnolls issue with Erin and Lyonette is a pressing concern.

To you? Why the hell would the Antinium care about something like that?

Erin Solstice isimportant to the Hive. And to me.

What an odd thing for an Antinium to say. I stare at Klbkch.

What do you want?

His multifaceted eyes are fixed on mine.

I wish to speak with you, Ryoka Griffin. I have desired to speak with you for some time. My observations of your behavior lead me to believe I can trust you.

Hes beenwaiting? To speak with me? And watching me? Im naturally paranoid, but this makes every instinct I have scream out warning signals. I shrug, carefully.

Im free to talk. Whatdid you want to talk about?

I would like to speak candidly, Ryoka Griffin. You are wary of me; that is understandable. But I do not wish to cause you or Erin Solstice any harm. I would like to assist you, and I hope you will regard me as an ally, not a potential foe.

Ifuck. This is coming out of left field. I thought I was in left field already, but this is catching me totally off guard. I scramble for a response. Test him.

Are you trying to say were on the same side?

Klbkch tilts his head slightly.

Are there sides, Ryoka Griffin? The Antinium are not your enemy.

I disagree.

As do I. If the Antinium were your enemy, Ryoka Griffin, you would be dead. You do not matter to the Hive or my Queen. Erin Solstice is only a tool to be used. So long as that is the case, any interaction with either of you falls under my purview of responsibilities.

I pause. Klbkch is speaking carefully, and if I read between the lines

Youre offering to help. Why?

Because Erin Solstice must survive. She must live to help the Antinium. And you are attempting to protect her because you both come from the same world.

He knows. My heart stops dead in my chest for a second. He knows.

I glance around, but the inn is empty. Where has everyone gone? And why is it daytime all of a sudden?

Klbkch says nothing. He just looks at me. Watching. Hes seeing how I react.

Can I take him? Hes got two swords and classes. Sono. My right hand is still injured and Ive got no weapons.

I would prefer this discussion remain civil. Rest assured, I will not harm you or Erin. That is the last thing I desire.

Fuck. But at least I might not die this instant. I try to keep my voice level as I reply. Focus. This isthe Antinium are as bad as Magnolia. If they know

Why bother with the niceties? Are you trying to get us on your side so we can help your Hive?

Klbkchs gaze doesnt waver.

So long as Erin lives, she will help my Hive. But to answer your question: my Queen is not aware that you and Erin come from another world, Ryoka Griffin. If she was, you would be captured and quickly interrogated.

I feel a chill. But, wait a second. Klbkch is sayinghes saying hes lying to his Queen? For us? No. For Erin?

Arent you supposed to be the right-hand of the Antinium Queens, or something? I thought Prognugators were loyal.

I am. But loyalty takes many shapes, and I have grown to question the direction the Antinium are taking. I believe leaving you alive is preferable to your deaths. NoI know this is the case.

My god. Is thisis this Erins effect? She created individual Antinium, but affecting the allegiances of a Prognugator? Or is this something already occurring? I reach for a mug to take a drink. My hand is shaking. Klbkch nods, seeing my reaction.

I have not informed Erin of this because of the dangers involved.

But youre telling me? Why?

Because you can keep a secret. Let me be clear, Ryoka Griffin. Your status as a traveler between worlds is not important to me. If my Queen knew of this, she would interrogate you mercilessly. But I only care about Erin Solstice. She is the valuable one.

The Individual Antinium.

Just so.

Klbkch nods.

Erin Solstice must not die. She must live, and help my Queen change the Antinium from within.

Butyou want to help us. Help her.

I will assist you to the best of my capabilities and inform you of the dangers of which you are not aware. I will reveal secrets of my Hive. I will use my command over Soldiers and Workers to defend this inn and your persons, if need be. I will even lie to my Queen for you.

Because Erin is important.

She is everything, Ryoka Griffin.

Why havent you told her this? Why havent you offered to tell herall of this?

For the first time Klbkch looks uncomfortable. He pauses and clicks his mandibles together delicately.

I had considered that option to begin with, but it grew apparent that Erin Solstice cannot keep a secret. Anything I tell her will inevitably be repeated to all our costs. You are more discreet.

So because Erin has a big mouth and doesnt think, he cant trust her. But he trusts me?

Or does he? Is this all some ploy? I have to test him? Hah, as if Ive got a choice. Heres an Antinium Prognugator orRevalantor or whatever the hell he is now, offering to tell me all about his Hive. I cant turn my back on this.

Take a breath, Ryoka, and plunge in. I dont know how far these murky waters go, but if this is the caseI look at Klbkch.

Fine. Tell me what you know. About the Gnolls and their debt, for instance. You said you know something?

He nods.

The Gnolls in Liscor are led by Krshia Silverfang. Ostensibly, they arrived nearly a decade ago to facilitate trade, but their true purpose was to acquire information or objects of value to improve their tribes standing. The decennial gathering of Gnoll tribes involves bringing a gift to be shared with all Gnolls, and the Silverfang tribe hoped to gain something of true value to improve their standing and influence at this event.

Holy fuck. I stare at Klbkch.

You were planning this all along, werent you? You wanted to tell me this.

He pauses.

My goal is to keep Erin Solstice alive. It is only fitting that I inform you of all dangers to her, and the Gnoll situation has been studied closely by my Hive.

Okay, okay, go on.

I listen with rapt attention as Klbkch continues.

Under Krshias influence, the Gnolls began pooling their profits and purchasing magical tomes from every shop they could find. They gathered many spell books togethermost containing Tier 1 to Tier 3 spellsin the hopes that they might offer them as a gift to the tribes.

Gnolls learning magic? Ive never heard of a Gnoll [Mage], just [Shamans]. But waitdidnt Erin mention the Gnolls had a feud with Wistram?

So the Gnolls wanted to train their own [Mages].

Correct. The spell books were hidden in Krshia Silverfangs shop, to avoid detection, and, I suspect, to enable them to transfer them easily. A few weeks ago, Krshia Silverfang sent word to her tribe requesting warriors to transport the books out of the city. I believe they were also arriving to help guard Erin Solstice, whom the Gnolls had identified as potentially valuable. However, Gazi the Omniscient slew the first party sent.

The Gnolls on the road. I remember.

The next group sent arrived too late. Before the spell books could be transported, Lyonette du Marquin destroyed Krshia Silverfangs shop using a powerful magical artifact which bypassed the normal magical protections on the books.

Shit.

Thats even worse than I thought. Klbkch nods.

It is an unfortunate circumstance, but without any gifts for the Gnoll tribes, the Silverfang tribe will lose much of its standing.

And thats why the debt is around fifty thousand gold coins, isnt it?

A considerable sum was spent accumulating the spell books over the years. I believe the Gnolls were ignorant of the dangers a powerful spell could pose to such books. Most spell books are immune to conventional harm, but sufficiently powerful magic will destroy them.

I close my eyes.

Damn it.

I surmise that you have accepted the responsibility for this debt along with Erin Solstice. She is aware of the issue, if not the cost, but she will be unable to resolve it herself.

And I suppose the Antinium wont help?

Klbkch shakes his head.

Erin Solstice is certainly important to the Hive, but my Queen would never authorize such an expenditure of resources for any individual. At the moment. She does not understand how important Erin is.

Which is extremely. You think different from your Queen. Are you rebelling against her?

No.

The word comes out fast and flat. Klbkch stares at me and Im suddenly aware that hes armed and Im not. Then he seems to relax, and Im able to as well.

I would never betray my Hive, or my Queen. But I believe she makes mistakes. One of them is not trusting others. My Hive, my Queen, we need allies if we are to change the Antinium.

Change the Antinium? How?

Klbkch hesitates. He holds up one finger.

Allow me to reconfirm that we are alone.

I twist in my chair, but thats an idiotic move. Klbkch is clearly doing something. He looks up after a minute and nods.

The inn is vacated, and there is no one within two hundred meters of our location. I have reconfirmed that the [Assassins] and [Scouts] sent by Lady Magnolia are hidden several miles to the east of our position and possess no listening artifacts or spells. Selys Shivertail is with Mrsha in Liscor

Wait a second, what did he say?

What? Shes with Mrsha? Wheres Erin?

She is exploring the wilderness with Toren and Lyonette. I believe she informed you of this.

Ivaguely recall something like that? I was thinking about the Gnolls and remember Erin saying something. I should pay more attention to my surroundings.

Was Klbkch sitting there the entire time? Watching me? Then another thought strikes me. I pause and stare hard at Klbkch.

Youknow where she is? Both Erin and Selys? At any given moment? Are you having them watched?

I cant believe Soldiers and Workers are that good at hiding. Unlessis the Hive that spread out underground? Klbkch shakes his head.

There is no need for physical scouting. A specialized breed of Antinium developed within our Hive is able to listen to movements and sounds at extreme range. They are able to monitor individuals, if given instructions and time.

There are more Antinium types than just Soldiers and Workers.

You have more than Soldiers and Workers?

They are known as Listeners. A few were allocated to our Hive. Their existence is not a secret; they were revealed during the Second Antinium War along with a few other types. However, only Soldiers and Workers are allowed within the Hive in Liscor.

Why is that?

Because my Queen stands lowest among the six Queens under the Grand Queen. Her work here is experimental, as are her ideals. And so she is restricted from utilizing the Hives full potential, denied certain resources and equipment.

A power struggle between the Antinium? No way. But that means

Are the Queens competing with one another? Are you at odds? Do the Hives fight each other?

Klbkch shakes his head.

Competition is strictly based on achievement. The Queens and the Antinium have one goal, but viewpoints differ between Queens as to best achieve that goal.

Like having multiple CEOs working towards one end. I nod, slowly.

And you want your Queen to succeed.

I believe in her mission.

Which is to create Individual Antinium capable of leveling which will make the Antinium stronger.

And deadlier. They would overrun the continent. Klbkch simply nods.

Astute. My faith in you was not misplaced.

But if Erin helps you, we all die. We make the Antinium stronger, and youll still kill us all in the end.

Klbkch shakes his head.

My Queen is alone in seeking to gather allies and forge relations. Yet even she is limited invision. She treats other species as pawns; I would have her see them as people.

So the Queen in Liscor is more progressive than the other Queens, and her Prognugator is even more so. I think I understand.

You think you can talk your Queen around. But either way, she has to have more influence.

Just so. And the proof of her labors rests in the Individual Antinium.

Which is why Erin Solstice is essential.

Correct.

My pulse is racing. I have to calm myself and drink more water before I can speak.

Okay. Okay, lets say what youve said is all true. What happens when your Queen proves herself? She gets special Antinium?

She will gain access to thetools to create such Antinium if she desires.

So the other Hives have special Antinium already.

The ones who killed General Sserys during the First Antinium War. Klbkch nods.

Each Hives Queen has special dispensation to create their own unique type of Antinium. The Grand Queen is privy to every Hives secrets, but besides her, each Queen hoards her own unique type of Antinium and method for improving our species.

Bombshells. Thats what this day is filled with.

So what youve told me is that the Antinium arent united. Or rather, theres a power struggle in the Hives and factions for how the Antinium should evolve.

Klbkch glances at me.

If any of the Queensor other Prognugatorslearn that knowledge has come from either you or I, we will both die.

A moment of silence. I read the unspoken words.

Does that mean you want me to tell someone? Lady Magnolia?

I would prefer my Queen to rise in status. She has worked long without permission to create her own types or deviate from the normal Soldiers and Workers.

Because shes a renegade? Because shes in disgrace?

Because she wants to create Individuals, yes.

What happens now that shes succeeded? Or rather, Erin has? Does she need to prove this to the other Queens, somehow?

Klbkchs sits very still. He barely moves, even when speaking or gesturing. Hes an entirely different kind of person, more like a robot than a human being. Yes, a robot. One made from chitin rather than metal. A tin man, a bug man. With a heart.

A delegation of Antinium will arrive shortly. They will assess whether or not Pawn and the other Individuals are truly Individual. Then the Queens will debate and the Grand Queen will decide what to do with the information.

And then?

Klbkch shrugs.

It will change everything. Or nothing. The Grand Queen will decide whether Individuals will make the Antinium stronger and move from there.

And why do the Antinium need to be strong? To conquer the continent?

If necessary.

The cold-blooded response ties my tongue. Klbkch looks at me and shakes his head.

The Grand Queen is more minded to pursue peace at the moment, at least until she is certain victory would not weaken the Antinium. Moreover, I believe I can convince my Queen to speak against such an action. This continent is not what the Antinium seek. We require strength to take back our home.

Your home? Someone chased you out?

My god, the bookI need to read the second part. What hes saying changes everything. Klbkch nods.

It is why we fled Rhir. And why we continue to attempt to build our forces. We left because we were losing, Ryoka Griffin. And now that we are gone, the enemy will soon emerge above-ground again. This Blighted King is strong, but he is unprepared.

Unprepared for what?

We must be stronger. I must be stronger.

Klbkch looks at me. Im transfixed. For a second, he seems huge. Ancient. Im like a bugin his eyes.

That is why you must help me. Why I know you and Erin must be protected. The Antinium must change. Or the Antinium will be wiped from the earth.

What. Happened?

Klbkch pauses. He stares into his cup. And then he looks at me.

The Antinium Wars? What Drakes and Humans and Gnolls fear so? They were setbacks. Dust. The true disaster occurred on the oceans when we lost our entire people. Even now, we are a fraction of what we were.

I take a breath. Heart. I can hear my heart and his voice. Nothing else.

If thats the case, why did you run? What was so terrifying that you had to flee rather than fight?

Klbkch pauses. He sits in Erins inn quietly, but his eyes reveal what he is. Theres something timeless there, something akin to Cerias gaze. Or Teriarchs. Dont look at Klbkch and see a bug. See him for what he is. A creature from centuries ago. An old hero of the Antinium, maybe. Something ancient. Only now do I realize how terrifying what hes saying is.

The Antinium. Creatures numbering in the hundreds of thousands. Millions, even. Why did they ever run from Rhir? What could have caused them to flee?

Klbkchs voice is the only thing in the world. Soft. Yet the words he speaks are so loud I can feel them shake my soul.

We fled from a God, Ryoka Griffin. There is a God buried in Rhir. And it is trying to wake up.

-

Itits almost funny. I feel like puking, or screaming, or asking a thousand and one questions. But that issue with the Gnolls and the fifty thousand gold coins worth of debt? Not a problem right now.

Again, I regret that I cannot assist directly with the issue of the Gnolls debt. But I agree that their aid would be invaluable to both you and Erin Solstice. The Gnolls possess a wide degree of skills and knowledge the Antinium have not, and they are steadfast allies to those who have assisted them.

Klbkch and I sit in Erins inn and talk. Calmly. Hes calm. Iwell, Im still trying to calm down.

I had afreak out after his revelation about the God. Just a little one*. But now were all calm. Klbkch is speaking about the future, and frankly, Im inclined to listen to him.

*It was something. I may have become hysterical, for the first time in my life.

The Antinium. I had no ideawhat hes told me is hopeful, strangely enough. True, there are five other Queens who want to kill all other species, but theres dissent among the Antinium. Hope for change and peace. But do I share that information? Do I help Klbkch overtly or just keep Erin safe?

May I ask what you intend to do to settle the debt?

I blink, and refocus on our conversation. I need to think. I cant be useless, not now. Too much is at stake, although again, Gnoll debt? Small potatoes.

Im not sure yet. Im weighing my options, but I dont have that many things I can really offer the Gnolls at this moment.

From what you have said, there are many technologies available to you, but few or none that you are able to reproduce at the moment. My Hive could assist with the collection of resources, but the Antinium do not shape metalat least, most Hives do not.

One does?

I believe so.

Theres an information lockdown between Hives? Hm. Thats more rivalry than competition. Good to know.

Yeah, theres not much I can really make. Hell, I know all kinds of useful technologies and advancements in metallurgy, medicine, constructionbut you need an existing framework to build all of it. Titanium, for instance is a metal harder than steel, but its impossible to smelt withoutwell, damn, I guess a Tier 6 spell might do it or something

Impractical for the Gnolls, in short.

Yeah. And things like mathematicswell, it would change the world, but its not immediately useful.

Indeed.

I sigh.

Fuck. I think it has to be an artifact. A magical one. Ill have to ask Lady Magnoliaor Teriarch.

I told Klbkch a lot. Not everything, but quite a lot of what Ive seen and done. And what I know. The Antinium nods.

A dangerous choice. Both individuals are quite powerful and you may risk much by approaching either one. Despite Teriarchs abilities, I would encourage you to view Magnolia Reinhart with the same amount of caution.

Another surprise. NoI really shouldnt be surprised, should I?

You know him? Teriarch?

We know he is a Dragon. He incinerated two armies sent against him in the Second Antinium War. It was a mistake to attack him. I advised against it, but the Queens did not listen.

Get the book. Read the book. Unless thats the part of history that no one knows about. Yeah, I think people would know if a Dragon lived on the continent. Another secret to keep.

If you are able to convince him to part with one of his treasuresyes. That would no doubt satisfy the Gnolls.

If. Any tips?

Do not attack him.

Thanks.

I eye Klbkch. He sits calmly in his seat, watching me. If only I could read Antinium and tell what hes thinking. Is he really that calm? He must be nervous. But his face is an insects face; impossible for me to read.

Im surprised you dont want me to tell you how to create weapons from my world. Not that I would.

Despite the advantage it would bring, I fear it would work at cross purposes to my goal. A superior type of weaponry would only impel my Queen to abandon her current plan and use such arms to begin a third war. I would not wish such bloodshed to occur. Ido not wish to see the inhabitants of Liscor die.

A tin man with a heart. Part of me actually wants to hug him. The other half wants to sit in a corner and gibber for an hour.

So. Whats the plan?

Klbkch tilts his head.

I will provide you with information, resources, protection. You must assist Erin Solstice in your own way. And if you have a means to help my Hive

Right. I get it.

I stand up. I start to pace. I have to move.

But there are so many questions I want to ask. All the things the Antinium know

I will share what is necessary. But some secrets must remain so. If you are caught and tortured or charmed

Right. Right.

Hes no idiot. I eye Klbkch. No, hes no idiot at all. Hes a Prognugator, one of the Antinium Generals. Hes probably smarter than I am. But then what can I ask?

If you cant give me something to give the Gnolls, all we can exchange is information.

Just so. I believe that is extremely valuable in itself.

Hes not wrong there. I spread my hands.

Is there anything you want to know about my world?

Many things intrigue me. But if I mayearlier today, Erin mentioned to you that our system of leveling is similar to your world?

Ah.

I make a face. Erin and her big mouth. How can I even explain that to him?

Wedont level up in our world. Not at all. We can become better at things through practice, but we dont level.

Not at all? Erin mentioned a game in conjunction with this fact. Diablo.

It feels completely strange for an Antinium to start mentioning video games. I shake my head.

Thatsits just a video game. A thing people play for fun, like chess. Its not

I hesitate. Hold on, now.

It has parallels to this world. Erin and I have both noticed it. The way this world operates with people leveling upit has parallels to a game. But many things are different.

I see. But are the mechanics similar?

They are. I know the game

Hell, I lived Diablo III for a while. I was addicted until my damn parents made me quit.

But I couldnt compare it to this world. I dont know how the class system works or how leveling works.

It is considered a mystical element of our world as well. Most people understand the mechanics, but there is no consensus on the reason behind our leveling or advancement.

Really? I frown.

Can you explain some of the mechanics to me? From your perspectivea natives perspective, that is.

Klbkch nods. He taps a finger on his arm a few times, a dry, clicking noise. Then he speaks.

Leveling is a means by which we grow stronger. As we take interest in certain activities, we gain classes. By pursuing these activities we gain more levels in a class. However, gaining levels grows exponentially more difficult as time goes on.

I nod. That all squares with what I understand.

Most people will end up around Level 20 in one class over the course of their life. Few individuals reach Level 30. A handful in each town; a few dozen in a city. Few will ever reach Level 40; those who do are considered famous in their own right. Those who pass Level 50 in their class are generally known throughout the world.

Again, more information I know, but Klbkch saying it is still useful.

Is there anyone whos ever hit amaximum level? Level 100, for instance?

Klbkch seems to frown. He has no eyebrows butis it just my imagination? Thats the sense I get from him.

I know of no individual with a level approaching one hundred. Legends speak of individuals with levels above eighty and ninety, but why would there be a limit of one hundred levels?

Because

I pause. Well, because its a round number? No; theres a reason for it.

Hold on. This is a concept from my world. Where I come fromvideo games usually have a level limit. Level 100 or 99 is usually that limit.

Diablo III didnt have that system. The level limit there was Level 70 with Paragon levels, but in this case it sounds like Level 100 would be the closest match. Klbkch shakes his head.

That is odd, but intriguing. I have never known any individual with such a high level in any case. Most grow too old to continue leveling in time to pass Level 60 in any case.

Hold on. Old? What does age have to do with levels?

I frown. Is levelingage gated? That doesnt sound quite right.

Age is a known factor in leveling. Those who grow older level far more slowly, independently of their actual class level.

That doesnt sound like any game Ive played. Are you sure thats what happens?

Klbkch nods.

I am one example of this occurrence. I havedeclined in ability much over the many years I have been alive. I have lost levels, which is an occurrence that only occurs among the Antinium.

You lost your levels? Because you died, right?

Correct. During the First and Second Antinium Warsand even before thatI have experienced death many times. I am able to be resurrected thanks to my Queen, but each time I lose ten levels from my classes.

That sounds exactly like a video game. Resurrecting and losing levels? I scratch at the table with a fingernail.

And youre saying youve having a tougher time regaining your levels because youreolder?

Klbkch nods again. He seems to hesitate, and then he speaks.

This is secret information. At the moment, I am a Level 21 [Swordslayer], a Level 18 [Commander], a Level 11 [Diplomat], and a Level 14 [Assassin]. However, at my peak I was a Level 44 [Swordslayer], and a Level 26 [Assassin].

My jaw drops. If you add up the levels, Klbkch is saying he once had seventy levels altogether! Isnt that on par with a legendary hero? Noa Named Adventurer is only around Level 40. He was stronger than that? Wait a second, if you add up the levels he has now

Thatsincredible.

Klbkch nods. Its not arrogance.

My abilities were quite useful. However, you will note that my current self is far weaker than I was. Recently, I have struggled to regain even the levels I have lost, and I find it increasingly difficult to level up my [Swordslayer] class.

Right, but you still have over sixty levels total, dont you?

Correct. But that is only cumulatively. As I have said, I am leveling slower due to my advanced age. I am quite old, and it is an established fact that older individuals gain levels slowly.

Wait, but what Klbkch is saying doesnt make sense to me. I tap the table as I speak.

What about your cumulative levels? I mean, you were Level 70 in total, and now youre Level 64 in total. Wouldnt that explain the slower growth youre experiencing?

Klbkch pauses. Again, I get the impression hes frowning at me.

Why would cumulative levels affect my growth?

Because youre nearing the level cap of one hundred. If it exists in this world. Look, in a video game leveling up requires more experience the higher level you are, right? Just like this world. But that cost is also based on your total number of levels, not just a single classs level.

Do they really not know this in this world? Does that explain lower levels? Gods, it might. The Antinium stares at me across the table skeptically.

That conclusion requires a number of suppositions that cannot be substantiated. I am not sure your belief that there is a maximum level in this world is correct. Moreover, why would each class count towards this total?

Why does age count towards leveling?

I shoot a question back at Klbkch. Okay, its a cheap debate trick, but I feel like Im on to something.

The problem Im hearing with your world is that everyone assumes you slow down in leveling due to age. But what if that was just because older people have a lot of other classes?

The Antinium is silent for a long moment.

Most individuals do not level past Level 20 to begin with. Few attain a cumulative level past fifty, even with other classes.

Because it gets harder to level up! And people think its age, butokay, lets say youre a Level 20 [Butcher], but you have ten other levels inI dont know, [Dancer]. That means that the system would treat you as a Level 30 person when it comes to leveling up, slowing your growth. And that also means that adventurers, generalseveryone is stunting their growth and maximum level by taking on needless classes!

I point at Klbkch. My heart is racing with excitement.

You arent leveling up because you have needless classes. You were stronger when you were younger because you only had two classes, and you focused on one more than the other. Think, Klbkch. Can you name any other individuals who only had a few classes?

Hes silent for a long time. Then Klbkch looks up.

The first Grand Queen. Sheshe was Level 79. She was a [Supreme Matriarch] a special class gained from advancing in the [Queen] class for centuries. Sheshe was extraordinary among my people because she continued to level even in her later years.

My god.

I have so many questions. But I have to continue.

Okay. Thendamn, we need more information. Do you know if your Grand Queen had stopped leveling? Or was she continuing to gain levels? Did she have any other classes?

Klbkch pauses. He lowers his head, as if hes inpain? As if the memory hurts him.

She was focused. She only truly desired one class, and never took any other. She was so dedicated to leading us thatyes; she had only one other class, although I barely recall it.

Thats why she got to such a high level. The exponential difficulty of leveling was working against her of course, but she would never have gotten to that level if she didnt focus on one class.

I think Im smiling. I dont have levelsI might not ever have them anymorebut weve figured out something huge. This informationcould I give it to the Gnolls? Hold on, its not that useful unless you have people who can actually get to a high level, butno, its still frickin big.

All at once Klbkch stands up. I flinch, but hes not looking at me. He stares out a window.

Iwe must confirm this. This informationif it is true, it changes much. That it was not discovered

I guess if most people never level up as much, it wouldnt be an issue. And someone whos high-level might not realize theyre nearing their level cap. Plus, it might be a softcap.

Softcap?

Its another idea from my worlds games. It means that theres no hard stop when you get to a certain point, like Level 100, but afterwards continuing becomes impractical. So lets say theres a softcap on Level 100. It means that after that point you can continue leveling, but advancement will be even slower.

Klbkch begins to walk back and forth, like I was doing. I watch him movehes got to be agitated.

That adds credence to your statement. In advanced years, leveling is often cause for celebration.

Is there any way we can corroborate this information? Prove it, somehow?

My situation is unique to my nature, and I do not have access to information about other Prognugators and Queens.

Why not ask a local, then? You said Selys was in Liscor?

Klbkch nods.

She is in the park with Mrsha.

The park? Well, can we talk to her?

Let us go at once.

-

When Klbkch opens the door for me, I blink at the snowy landscape. The snow is knee deep outside.

What the hell happened out here?

The Antinium walks out with me, striding through the snow as I shut the door to Erins inn.

I believe the effects of alcohol on the Frost Faeries led them to increase the amount of snow that fell overnight.

Goddamn it, Erin.

I would appreciate it if you did not use that expression.

I hesitate, and look at Klbkch.

Oh, right.

Gods are real. When I think of thatit makes the revelation of leveling seem pale in comparison. I still cant believe no one in this world realizes theres a level cap. But if most people never level that high up, and the few who do just think theyre ceasing to level due to age

What can you tell me about the God?

Very little. I only know what my people know. And I would prefer not to speak of it in any case.

Why?

Klbkch looks at me.

Because even speaking of Gods gives them power.

American Gods. Neil Gaiman. Oralternatively, Small Gods, Terry Pratchett. My mind races. II close my mouth and walk with Klbkch in the snow, thinking.

Its only a few minutes before we reach Liscors gates, despite the heavy snow. The guards recognize Klbkch in sight and call out to him. He waves. We walk on. Klbkch leads me down the streets of Liscor, and I look around at the bustling city.

Youd never imagine it was just attacked a few weeks ago. While this place isnt New York, its hardly a small town either. The city feelswell, it feels big. Populated. Liscor is bigger than Celum or Esthelm, despite being enclosed on all four sides by those massive walls*.

*Talk about fortifications. Apparently, all Drake cities have these gigantic walls, although Liscors are second only to the famous Walled Cities. If the gates hadnt been left open during the undead attack, I cant imagine even a hundred thousand of them would have been able to break into Liscor. Not without siege weapons. Undead siege weapons? A giant?

Its either because hes an Antinium or because hes a Senior Guardsmanprobably bothbut Klbkch and I walk in a circle of space even on the most crowded of streets. Surprisingly, not all the looks he gets are unfriendly, either. Some Drakes and Gnolls nod to the Antinium, and Klbkch exchanges greetings with several people he knows by name. Its actually me that gets more dirty looks.

The Antinium turns down another street.

Where are we going?

To a playground, I believe. In the park. Selys has taken Mrsha there.

Sure enough, the street widens and then I find myself staring at the oddest of sights. In the center of the city isa park. A big one, at least, for an enclosed city like this. And theres a playground occupying a part of it as well.

What the hell?

Its a playground. And those aretrees. And grass, growing right next to the cobblestones that line the circular perimeter of the park. Thats normal. Yeah, parks, trees in a city with walls. I can see that.

But the playground catches my eye. Because it is not like a Human playground. Human playgrounds arent this cool.

Its ajungle gym. At least, that was what it was. But some mad architect took one look at the plans and decided to make a playground for children that would give any anxious parent a heart attack.

Long tunnels of smooth, polished wood connect towers that spiral upwards like a miniature castle. Monkey bars are set twenty feet in the air, above a floor that you have to climb up a long rope just to get to. Even as I watch, a Gnoll cub slides down a slide that curves downwards over thirty feet, dropping the kid down towards the ground in a long, spiraling journey.

The towering construction of wood and stone goes up four stories high. It has separate rooms with glass windows for children to occupy and play inwalls with grips that any climbing gym in my world would envyeven a huge rope bridge which sways and wobbles high over my head.

I know my mouth is gaping. I stare at the giant tower and I want to climb it. But while the child in me dreams of swinging and jumping around high up there, the practical part of me wonders what the hell happens if someone falls? There are so many ways to topple offthat damn rope bridge has huge gaps in it! A fall from that high ends up in death no matter how soft the grass is.

And then, just as Im imagining that scenarioa kid slips. I see a Drake child overbalance and tumble off the side. I open my mouth to shout and I dash forwards, but Ill be too slow, I know it.

But thenthe young Drakes body pauses as he falls through the air. I watch in incredulity as the air around the kid seems to freeze, and he slows down to a crawl. He softly lands on the ground and laughs.

I stare, and then hear laughter. Some Drakes are laughing at me, not the kid. I guess the look on my face must be hilarious.

Please do not be alarmed. The magical spells on this playing area are cast by a Wistram mage and checked upon each year.

Klbkch walks over to me and I stare at him. He nods at the playground and the Drakes and Gnolls walking around and enjoying this natural retreat in the center of their city.

It is an expensive construction, but one the city council devoted funds to as a matter of public benefit. I am told the Walled Cities have similar constructions with an even greater degree of magical enchantments.

Why the hell do you need something like this?

I point at the playground. One of the Drake parents gives me a dirty look, and I watch my mouth.

Due to the unique geography of this landscape, the residents require a place to relax and enjoy themselves when confined to the city during the spring months.

Right, I read about that. Buthuh. Its just like my world. We have parks in our cities as well. If not soclose to other buildings.

Indeed? That is interesting. Ah, there is Selys.

Klbkch points to a familiar Drake and a bundle of white fur. Mrsha is swinging on some bars way too high for me to feel comfortable about, laughing with a bunch of other Gnoll kids. Two groups of parents are watching their offspring play with Mrsha without any worriesI see the Gnoll parents eying her fur, but they make no comment.

Ryoka! Klbkch?

Selys greets the two of us with some surprise.

Did you come to check up on Mrsha? I told you Id take her out for the day. UnlessErins done with her exploration?

No, not yet. Actually Selys, we wanted to talk to you.

To me?

Selys looks at me, surprised. I nod.

Can we sit somewhere?

Oh, of course. There are some benches over there. Mrsha? Were going over there?

High above us, Mrsha lets go of one of the bars and waves a paw. She looks so happy up there, just like one of the kids, immersed in the adventure of a life time. Like any other Gnoll cubexcept for the fur.

I leave her behind and sit with Selys and Klbkch. Its a cold day, but at least theres a bit of sun coming through the clouds at the moment. Funny, it seems warmer in this park. Must be all the kids running about oran enchantment over the entire place? Maybe its just my imagination.

So, what can I help you with?

Klbkch looks at me. I guess he wants me to explain. All of this makes sense to me, but to a native of this world, this must be like finding out the earth is round, oror that the planets revolve around the sun.

Hell, I didnt know I was going be pulling a Galileo today.

Slowly, I explain my theory about leveling to Selys. She stares at me with increasing incredulity until she guffaws as I get to the part about cumulative leveling.

What? Are you serious, Ryoka? Levels dont work like that! Everyone knows you level slower as you ageits because were running out of energy, not some weird limit!

She waves a claw at me, still chuckling. I frown at her.

How do you know? What makes you so sure?

I know becausewell, look, just because people dont level when theyre older doesnt mean theres some limit!

Selys frowns as she tries to explain. She frowns, and then brightens.

Take old Peslas, for example. Hes an [Innkeeper], like Erin. Have you heard of him?

A bit of memory flares inside my head.

Hes the one who runs another inn, isnt he? The one the Gold-rank adventurers are staying at?

Thats right. Well, hes above Level 30 in the [Innkeeper] class, so his inn is one of the best in the city. But he hasnt stopped leveling because he cant! Hes old, and he just doesnt want to work harder.

What do you mean?

Selys rolls her eyes and wraps her tail around one leg of the bench.

Not everyone wants to work their tail off until they can get to a higher level, Ryoka. Some people decide theyre at a good level and stop. For instance, Peslas has a nice inn and lots of guests, but he doesnt work that hard. And hes old. So he levels once every couple of years. He leveled up six years ago and threw a huge party. My grandmother and I were invited to it.

But he could be leveling slower because of his total level as well, not just because hes taking it easy and hes old.

Yeah, butwell, he doesnt have that many levels in other classes.

Selys looks uncertain. I shake my head.

But every level counts, Selys, dont you see? Someone who has only one class that she levels like Erin will level up fast. She told me she only has a few levels in [Singer] and [Warrior], but how many do you have? How many does Peslas have?

Now the [Receptionist] frowns to herself. She mutters as Klbkch and I watch Mrsha running around with another Gnoll kid.

Well, I know he was bragginghe talks a lot about his classesI know he said he was a [Warrior] when he was younger. He got to Level 16 while serving in the army, so theres that. And he has levels in [Cook] and [Bartender] because he used to do that before he became an [Innkeeper]but he doesnt have many in each. Just a few levels.

Does he have any other classes?

Oh! I remember! Hes got a few levels in [Singer] and [Dancer] too! He was so happy about thathe got a good Skill that helps him sing

Selys face turns pale. I nod, and Klbkch nods too.

One or two levels here and there. In this world, its not that much. In fact, people like to level, dont they?

Its so useful. And we get Skills even if its one or two levels.

Selys mumbles the words. I nod.

But that slows you down. It takes away from the maximum level you can achieve. It hurts you, but no one realizes it because everyone thinks its due to age.

And few people have the desire to reach higher levels in any case. So the issue is never noticed. In any case, why would anyone assume there is an artificial limit?

Only someone from another world would assume that, and only because older video games like Pokemon had hardcoded limits to their system that prevented them from going past Level 100. Why would a system in this world have that kind of limit? It would only make sense if someone created the system

Klbkch looks at me. I nod. My heart is racing.

Selys shakes her head repeatedly, as if dazed.

This is huge. This isdo you know what this means if this is true?

It will affect all in small ways, and affect few in huge ways.

Klbkch said the words softly as Mrsha nipped at a Drakes tail and elicited a shout from the Drake and her parents. I consider what hes saying.

For many, I guess this information wouldnt be too useful. Not if they dont have the ambition to level up faster. But maybe it would allow everyone to reach Level 30, rather than waste their early levels on useless classes. It would lead to specializationbut most importantly, it would allow the people who reach the high levels in their classes to become even stronger.

This information could change the world.

I look at Klbkch. He looks at me.

Fifty thousand gold pieces?

Perhaps.

What are you talking about?

Selys looks between us. Shes trembling. Her world must be shaking. I feel sort of bad for her, but this information helps her as well.

Klbkch nods. And then he nods again.

What Ryoka Griffin describes is exactly what I am experiencing. I had feared it was due to my ageor that I was becoming weakerbut I have ceased to level in my main class because I have too many other classes. It may be age, but Ryokas theory is equally sound, perhaps more so givencertain factors. I believe she is correct.

Dead gods.

Selys breathes the words like a prayer, only no one prays in this world because the gods are dead. Except there is one.

Klbkch nods one last time. Hes like a creepy bobblehead.

I must confirm this. There is information in my Hive which I am able to sort through. Data on warriors, people in positions of note, unusual classes, and so forth. I will review several hundred individuals and see if the results match your conclusions, Ryoka Griffin. If it is correct, this secret you have uncovered will be valuable beyond belief.

I nod. My heart is pounding. Information that could change the world. Klbkch glances at Selys.

This knowledge must not spread until it is certain, and even then, should be kept quiet. For now. Are we in agreement?

Selys nods vigorously.

Lips sealed. Completely.

But then her face falls.

Ah! But Ive got so many classes! I thoughteveryone gets a few levels in one or two classes but no one cares about that! No onedoes that mean Ill never reach a high level?

Her face is stricken. Klbkch nods slowly.

It will bedifficult for me as well. If I am unable to reach the same heights, it would be best for me to rectify the situation.

I eye Klbkch. Hes the only one who can lose levels, but if hes suggesting what I think he is, thats insane.

For now, just dont level up if you dont want to. You can refuse to level up or take a class.

Selys shakes her head distractedly.

I never understood why that was possible. I thought youd have to be crazy to turn down a level or not gain a new class.

I nod. Its not a conclusion anyone would make if they didnt understand games. Is it a trap for the people in this world? Or just an oversight? Does anyone know this secret? Some people must, but they would hide it because its so valuable, wouldnt they?

I thinkyeah, I think if my suspicions are true, its for this exact reason that you can refuse to level up.

A system based on a game, except no one knows the rules. My spine tingles. Gods. One is still alive.

We dont say much after that. Selys and Klbkch just stare at each other and she mutters about classes while hegoes through his Hives information. Im not sure how he does it. Is it stored in some location, or are the Antinium all carrying bits of the data?

For now, I dont ask. But after half an hour Klbkch looks towards one of the walls.

Something is happening.

PeopleDrakes and Gnolls, and even some of the Humansare pointing and walking in one direction. I stare at Selys and Klbkch.

What do you think it is?

I dont know. Do you want to see?

Klbkch and I look at each other. Were thinking the same thing without saying it out loud. If theres a crowd and something going on which attracts attention, theres probably one personone girl at the heart of it.

People are clustering around the southern gate, and I hear people exclaiming and laughing. Klbkch, Selys, and I make our way through the crowd, Selys holding Mrsha so the small Gnoll doesnt get lost. We get close to the southern wallsclose enough to hear the laughter and exclamationsbut the people are packed so densely around the gates that theres no way through.

Up there.

Klbkch points towards the battlements. The citizenry arent allowed up there, but his position as a Senior Guardsman gets us up there. And thats when we see it.

Oh my god.

At first, its just an odd shape moving around in the snow. You can see from a long distance on the battlements, and thats how I see Erin. And Toren. And then, when you look closer, you see it.

The [Guardsmen] on the wall are laughing so hard they can barely stand up straight. I stare down at Erin and Toren as theytraverse the snow. Yup. Just when I think she cant get any stranger, Erin does something like this.

I look at Selys. Shes covering her mouth as she tries not to guffaw. Klbkch is just staring. I think hes in shock.

Someone has to say it. I stare down at Erin and shake my head.

That is the stupidest thing Ive ever seen in my life.