Innverse Stats

Name	Text
Erin Solstice	Erin thought about that for a moment.
Erin Solstice	After another hour, Erin decided to get up. Her body protested the movement, but her stomach overruled her legs. She got up and reluctantly stumbled out the door.
Erin Solstice	Her legs hurt. As she stepped outside, Erin felt at the back of her legs and winced.
Erin Solstice	She should wash those. If she had water. But since she didn’t and the wounds were already scabbed over, Erin left them and started walking.
Erin Solstice	It was a long, long walk back to the fruit trees. Erin was only glad she remembered where they were. She was even gladder that there weren’t any suspicious rocks along her route, but that only made her warier. Could they burrow? Were there grass crabs?
Erin Solstice	If there were, they didn’t seem interested in her at the moment. Erin found the strange, spindly trees easily and picked an armful of blue fruits. She was glad they were bountiful with the blue orbs, and gladder still the Goblins hadn’t stripped them bare. But it was a veritable orchard here, so she gathered as many as she could.
Erin Solstice	Erin sat and ate fourteen. It wasn’t that she was hungry so much as really thirsty. She sucked as much of the blue juice out of the fruits before gathering as many as she could carry and walked back to the inn. The seed cores she left where they lay.
Erin Solstice	Erin doubled back and grabbed two seed cores and placed them carefully on top of her stack of blue fruits.
Erin Solstice	Erin thought about that as she walked back over the sloping ground, taking care not to trip and break the seed cores. How would she make anything, anyways?
Erin Solstice	But now that she thought of it, Erin remembered the trees.
Erin Solstice	Frustrated, Erin kicked a tree and dodged another falling blue fruit. She added it to her armful and walked back to the inn.
Erin Solstice	The room was still a mess from last night’s fight. Erin set the fruits down on one table and started righting chairs and tables.
Erin Solstice	Her eyes fell on the knife she’d taken from one of them. Slowly, Erin’s legs folded up, and she sat on the dusty ground again. Then she sneezed.
Erin Solstice	Erin got down and began sweeping up the dust on the floor. It was difficult since she had to move all the tables and chairs out of the way, but it gave her something to do. She only had a small, dirty rag anyways after cutting the curtain into easier-to-use parts, so she was mainly doing it to think. Her mouth was terribly dry, but Erin started working. She had to focus.
Erin Solstice	Erin got down and began sweeping up the dust on the floor. It was difficult since she had to move all the tables and chairs out of the way, but it gave her something to do. She only had a small, dirty rag anyways after cutting the curtain into easier-to-use parts, so she was mainly doing it to think. Her mouth was terribly dry, but Erin started working. She had to focus.
Erin Solstice	Erin stared at the waves of dust as she scrubbed.
Erin Solstice	Erin thought about that.
Erin Solstice	Not that she was going to make a habit of that! Just Goblins. She could fight them off. Then Erin reconsidered again.
Erin Solstice	She’d have to remember to do that. Then she’d be forewarned and could hold them off or run; they didn’t seem as fast as she was. So she was reasonably safe from them? Erin bit her lip.
Erin Solstice	Erin stopped and put her face in her hands. She immediately regretted that decision.
Erin Solstice	The floor of the inn was made out of floorboards. Very sensibly, and in keeping with the rest of the inn, which was also made out of wood. However, Erin had never seen the floor before. Up till this very moment, it had been covered by a thick layer of dust.
Erin Solstice	There had been so many clumps of dust rabbits it had been more like a dust sea, and a disgusting one at that. Erin had left a trail every time she walked across the floor, hence her desire to get rid of it. A task that would surely take at least two days given the size of the inn and her tool of choice, a rag instead of a broom or mop.
Erin Solstice	Now though, she was staring at the floor. A clean, dustless floor. Erin gazed down and then stared some more. Then she looked at her hands.
Erin Solstice	It must have been, but how had she done it? Of the numerous and varied—of the few talents Erin possessed, cleaning was not one of them.
Erin Solstice	Erin scuffed at the floor and amended that thought.

Erin thought about that for a moment.

After another hour, Erin decided to get up. Her body protested the movement, but her stomach overruled her legs. She got up and reluctantly stumbled out the door.

Erin Solstice

Her legs hurt. As she stepped outside, Erin felt at the back of her legs and winced.

Erin Solstice

She should wash those. If she had water. But since she didn’t and the wounds were already scabbed over, Erin left them and started walking.

Erin Solstice

It was a long, long walk back to the fruit trees. Erin was only glad she remembered where they were. She was even gladder that there weren’t any suspicious rocks along her route, but that only made her warier. Could they burrow? Were there grass crabs?

Erin Solstice

If there were, they didn’t seem interested in her at the moment. Erin found the strange, spindly trees easily and picked an armful of blue fruits. She was glad they were bountiful with the blue orbs, and gladder still the Goblins hadn’t stripped them bare. But it was a veritable orchard here, so she gathered as many as she could.

Erin Solstice

Erin sat and ate fourteen. It wasn’t that she was hungry so much as really thirsty. She sucked as much of the blue juice out of the fruits before gathering as many as she could carry and walked back to the inn. The seed cores she left where they lay.

Erin Solstice

Erin doubled back and grabbed two seed cores and placed them carefully on top of her stack of blue fruits.

Erin Solstice

Erin thought about that as she walked back over the sloping ground, taking care not to trip and break the seed cores. How would she make anything, anyways?

Erin Solstice

But now that she thought of it, Erin remembered the trees.

Erin Solstice

Frustrated, Erin kicked a tree and dodged another falling blue fruit. She added it to her armful and walked back to the inn.

Erin Solstice

The room was still a mess from last night’s fight. Erin set the fruits down on one table and started righting chairs and tables.

Erin Solstice

Her eyes fell on the knife she’d taken from one of them. Slowly, Erin’s legs folded up, and she sat on the dusty ground again. Then she sneezed.

Erin Solstice

Erin got down and began sweeping up the dust on the floor. It was difficult since she had to move all the tables and chairs out of the way, but it gave her something to do. She only had a small, dirty rag anyways after cutting the curtain into easier-to-use parts, so she was mainly doing it to think. Her mouth was terribly dry, but Erin started working. She had to focus.

Erin Solstice

Erin got down and began sweeping up the dust on the floor. It was difficult since she had to move all the tables and chairs out of the way, but it gave her something to do. She only had a small, dirty rag anyways after cutting the curtain into easier-to-use parts, so she was mainly doing it to think. Her mouth was terribly dry, but Erin started working. She had to focus.

Erin Solstice

Erin stared at the waves of dust as she scrubbed.

Erin Solstice

Erin thought about that.

Erin Solstice

Not that she was going to make a habit of that! Just Goblins. She could fight them off. Then Erin reconsidered again.

Erin Solstice

She’d have to remember to do that. Then she’d be forewarned and could hold them off or run; they didn’t seem as fast as she was. So she was reasonably safe from them? Erin bit her lip.

Erin Solstice

Erin stopped and put her face in her hands. She immediately regretted that decision.

Erin Solstice

The floor of the inn was made out of floorboards. Very sensibly, and in keeping with the rest of the inn, which was also made out of wood. However, Erin had never seen the floor before. Up till this very moment, it had been covered by a thick layer of dust.

Erin Solstice

There had been so many clumps of dust rabbits it had been more like a dust sea, and a disgusting one at that. Erin had left a trail every time she walked across the floor, hence her desire to get rid of it. A task that would surely take at least two days given the size of the inn and her tool of choice, a rag instead of a broom or mop.

Erin Solstice

Now though, she was staring at the floor. A clean, dustless floor. Erin gazed down and then stared some more. Then she looked at her hands.

Erin Solstice

It must have been, but how had she done it? Of the numerous and varied—of the few talents Erin possessed, cleaning was not one of them.

Erin Solstice

Erin scuffed at the floor and amended that thought.

Chapter 1.03

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