Wandering Inn 1.08
You know, I still can’t tell if the banner switches periodically or is just associated with the chapter settings, but given how she has now just started her guest-serving abilities, I will assume the latter.
She woke up and how dare she forget Relc’s name. First it was easier to remember, second he was the best guy there!
What? She is going to make a ladder to grab more fruit? Maybe a stick to poke the fruit down?
When you are bored, you get innovative.
Let’s try basket weaving. That is a thing people do right?
Well it worked in 20 fricking minutes! Seriously, these skills kick ass to instantly make a basket in just 20 fucking minutes.
So now she has fruit, a basket, and even snatched more eggs. Those seed-pods she has didn’t scare/affect the bird, which makes sense.
Capsaicin
doesn’t affect birds, and these are just fantasy-setting spices.
Well she survived…but now she is hella sick. Which fucking sucks. You think the blue fruit is protecting her from whatever disease is in the place? It does small like cleaner fluid after all.
I’m just, like same. Same. The only tow decent people you met and she is just waiting for them to return. Trying to do everything she can to prepare for their arrival. I hope they do return soon.
Well fuck me I guess. They got pulled into overtime on their job. Guess it will just have to be a little longer.
Which….might be good? It can give Erin decent time to heal up her nausea so they won’t think “plague” and kill her.
Well Erin tried waiting for them, but woke up alone in a frosted inn with mysterious knocking.
So my guess is the skeleton guy came back….yikes. It just has to be one of those nights wasn’t it? Like, The Raven type of night.
Oh yeah, yeah I will totally open the door after hearing That^. Yeah, uhuh.
Eat my ass you formless spooky voice, the Innkeeper says NO!
Fuck it got in. It might be the skeleton from before? That got horribly mutated after it’s exploration outside.
You know what? This is funny on a existential horror level. Because congrats you terrifying abomination, you got puke.