Innverse Stats | 9.41 (Pt. 3)

Name	Text
Liscor	[The Tears of Liscor is out on Audible. Order it here!]
[Thug]	There were many ways to die. But the ways snow brought—freezing, starvation, burial—they were terrible ways. Snow was, then, a smiling [Thug] with a pleasant face and a hole instead of a heart.
Solton	—At this point, a huge foot kicked Ser Solton in the side, and the older [Knight] hit snow as he was booted from the rolling wagon. He landed, blankets and all, in the snow he was opining about before he got to his feet.
[Knight]	—At this point, a huge foot kicked Ser Solton in the side, and the older [Knight] hit snow as he was booted from the rolling wagon. He landed, blankets and all, in the snow he was opining about before he got to his feet.
[Knight]	“If you keep talking about snow, I will drive off without you, [Knight]. Shut. Up. My head hurts, and I’m cold as shit.”
Solton	A woman barked at him, and Ser Solton hesitated. He was cold, nigh on frostbitten, and didn’t take kindly to kicks even if he was rested. He’d fought for his life last night against Frostmarrow Skeletons, a nasty type of undead, and his poor [Driver] had been killed.
[Driver]	A woman barked at him, and Ser Solton hesitated. He was cold, nigh on frostbitten, and didn’t take kindly to kicks even if he was rested. He’d fought for his life last night against Frostmarrow Skeletons, a nasty type of undead, and his poor [Driver] had been killed.
Solton	She was also as heavy as Ser Solton was, armor and all, and not a lot of it was fat. She was a huge woman, and she had a scowl to match.
[Driver]	They called her Chaoisa, the Contempt of Man. At least, other [Drivers] did, and always under their breath and when she was definitely out of earshot.
[Bandit]	She had two huge oxen lashed to her fairly infamous wagon, a heavy, steel-rolling monster that took heavy loads, rolled through [Bandits] and miserable swamps and bad weather, and stopped for no one and nothing.
[Unstoppable Roller]	She was an [Unstoppable Roller], a [Driver] whom you called on if the delivery had to get there, even if it meant arrows were flying or the sky was spitting up on you. And she did not care for Ser Solton’s analogies on snow.
[Driver]	She was an [Unstoppable Roller], a [Driver] whom you called on if the delivery had to get there, even if it meant arrows were flying or the sky was spitting up on you. And she did not care for Ser Solton’s analogies on snow.
Solton	She was an [Unstoppable Roller], a [Driver] whom you called on if the delivery had to get there, even if it meant arrows were flying or the sky was spitting up on you. And she did not care for Ser Solton’s analogies on snow.
Solton	Nor did she, apparently, care for charity because Ser Solton was going to get a bill for her taking the delivery over. His food and supplies for the village of Minarthe were lashed into the back where he had been sitting, and she’d informed him he was paying for the dead driver, her services as backup, and the overnight service.
[Driver]	The fact that anyone had come to pick him up after that blizzard, let alone a [Driver] who could make her way through chest-deep snow in places, made Solton unlikely to argue. As well as the distinct impression she could lay him out with the club she carried.
Solton	The fact that anyone had come to pick him up after that blizzard, let alone a [Driver] who could make her way through chest-deep snow in places, made Solton unlikely to argue. As well as the distinct impression she could lay him out with the club she carried.
Durene Faerise	“Durene, how’s it going back there? You all right? Need more of ‘em blankets? They’re mostly what the bulls and horses use, but we’ve got plenty to spare. We’re bound two hours out from your spot. Tea?”
Durene Faerise	Durene had sipped half a cup, and Solton had managed two-thirds. The [Paladin] sat there and gave Chaoisa a smile.
Solton	Durene had sipped half a cup, and Solton had managed two-thirds. The [Paladin] sat there and gave Chaoisa a smile.
[Paladin]	Durene had sipped half a cup, and Solton had managed two-thirds. The [Paladin] sat there and gave Chaoisa a smile.
Solton	Solton got in the wagon, clutching at his side. He hadn’t healed all the way from last night’s fight, even with the potion Durene had given him. So Chaoisa’s kick really had been the spirit of…
Durene Faerise	Solton got in the wagon, clutching at his side. He hadn’t healed all the way from last night’s fight, even with the potion Durene had given him. So Chaoisa’s kick really had been the spirit of…
Solton	She got the wagon rumbling again without a word, and Solton shivered there for a bit.
Durene Faerise	Not just that Durene had saved his life in the snow. What a fight it had been! The two of them, laying around each other—then the sight of Chaoisa, hugging the embarrassed half-Troll girl as she literally ran over the last skeleton with her wheels!
Solton	The two were, apparently, acquainted, and it was to Solton’s great surprise that Durene seemed to be the one woman that Chaoisa would drive around. At a discount, no less!

[The Tears of Liscor is out on Audible. Order it here!]

There were many ways to die. But the ways snow brought—freezing, starvation, burial—they were terrible ways. Snow was, then, a smiling [Thug] with a pleasant face and a hole instead of a heart.

Solton

—At this point, a huge foot kicked Ser Solton in the side, and the older [Knight] hit snow as he was booted from the rolling wagon. He landed, blankets and all, in the snow he was opining about before he got to his feet.

[Knight]

—At this point, a huge foot kicked Ser Solton in the side, and the older [Knight] hit snow as he was booted from the rolling wagon. He landed, blankets and all, in the snow he was opining about before he got to his feet.

[Knight]

“If you keep talking about snow, I will drive off without you, [Knight]. Shut. Up. My head hurts, and I’m cold as shit.”

Solton

A woman barked at him, and Ser Solton hesitated. He was cold, nigh on frostbitten, and didn’t take kindly to kicks even if he was rested. He’d fought for his life last night against Frostmarrow Skeletons, a nasty type of undead, and his poor [Driver] had been killed.

[Driver]

A woman barked at him, and Ser Solton hesitated. He was cold, nigh on frostbitten, and didn’t take kindly to kicks even if he was rested. He’d fought for his life last night against Frostmarrow Skeletons, a nasty type of undead, and his poor [Driver] had been killed.

Solton

She was also as heavy as Ser Solton was, armor and all, and not a lot of it was fat. She was a huge woman, and she had a scowl to match.

[Driver]

They called her Chaoisa, the Contempt of Man. At least, other [Drivers] did, and always under their breath and when she was definitely out of earshot.

[Bandit]

She had two huge oxen lashed to her fairly infamous wagon, a heavy, steel-rolling monster that took heavy loads, rolled through [Bandits] and miserable swamps and bad weather, and stopped for no one and nothing.

[Unstoppable Roller]

She was an [Unstoppable Roller], a [Driver] whom you called on if the delivery had to get there, even if it meant arrows were flying or the sky was spitting up on you. And she did not care for Ser Solton’s analogies on snow.

[Driver]

She was an [Unstoppable Roller], a [Driver] whom you called on if the delivery had to get there, even if it meant arrows were flying or the sky was spitting up on you. And she did not care for Ser Solton’s analogies on snow.

Solton

She was an [Unstoppable Roller], a [Driver] whom you called on if the delivery had to get there, even if it meant arrows were flying or the sky was spitting up on you. And she did not care for Ser Solton’s analogies on snow.

Solton

Nor did she, apparently, care for charity because Ser Solton was going to get a bill for her taking the delivery over. His food and supplies for the village of Minarthe were lashed into the back where he had been sitting, and she’d informed him he was paying for the dead driver, her services as backup, and the overnight service.

[Driver]

The fact that anyone had come to pick him up after that blizzard, let alone a [Driver] who could make her way through chest-deep snow in places, made Solton unlikely to argue. As well as the distinct impression she could lay him out with the club she carried.

Solton

The fact that anyone had come to pick him up after that blizzard, let alone a [Driver] who could make her way through chest-deep snow in places, made Solton unlikely to argue. As well as the distinct impression she could lay him out with the club she carried.

Durene Faerise

“Durene, how’s it going back there? You all right? Need more of ‘em blankets? They’re mostly what the bulls and horses use, but we’ve got plenty to spare. We’re bound two hours out from your spot. Tea?”

Durene Faerise

Durene had sipped half a cup, and Solton had managed two-thirds. The [Paladin] sat there and gave Chaoisa a smile.

Solton

Durene had sipped half a cup, and Solton had managed two-thirds. The [Paladin] sat there and gave Chaoisa a smile.

[Paladin]

Durene had sipped half a cup, and Solton had managed two-thirds. The [Paladin] sat there and gave Chaoisa a smile.

Solton

Solton got in the wagon, clutching at his side. He hadn’t healed all the way from last night’s fight, even with the potion Durene had given him. So Chaoisa’s kick really had been the spirit of…

Durene Faerise

Solton got in the wagon, clutching at his side. He hadn’t healed all the way from last night’s fight, even with the potion Durene had given him. So Chaoisa’s kick really had been the spirit of…

Solton

She got the wagon rumbling again without a word, and Solton shivered there for a bit.

Durene Faerise

Not just that Durene had saved his life in the snow. What a fight it had been! The two of them, laying around each other—then the sight of Chaoisa, hugging the embarrassed half-Troll girl as she literally ran over the last skeleton with her wheels!

Solton

The two were, apparently, acquainted, and it was to Solton’s great surprise that Durene seemed to be the one woman that Chaoisa would drive around. At a discount, no less!

9.41 (Pt. 3)

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