Innverse Stats

Name	Text
Rhaldon Flemmens	Rhaldon Flemmens had decided he liked this other world for three reasons.
[Alchemist]	Okay, it could get unpredictable too. But he thought he knew more rules than any [Alchemist] living. And finding out whether his knowledge held true?
Rhaldon	Rhaldon was a chemist. Not a [Chemist]…the world had not seen fit to reward him for his knowledge from Earth.
[Chemist]	Rhaldon was a chemist. Not a [Chemist]…the world had not seen fit to reward him for his knowledge from Earth.
Rhaldon	Yet he was one. He had graduated with a Bachelor of Science from the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor for chemistry, minoring in geology, and had been taking post-grad courses in Applied Chemistry while working as a research assistant. The University of Michigan hadn’t offered the course for a long time, though they had a great equality and diversity program that Rhaldon had taken advantage of.
Rhaldon	He’d been doing undergraduate research in a laboratory throughout getting his bachelor’s, and he had been working on a Master of Science degree, which meant he had enough experience in actual application of the scientific method. Rhaldon suspected that few people had that kind of background if the other Earthers were around his age.
Rhaldon	He was not qualified to call himself an expert by any means, but Rhaldon would have bet all the money he’d earned working as a [Wagon Driver] that his knowledge of actual lab procedures and chemical knowledge exceeded that of anyone else from home.
[Wagon Driver]	He was not qualified to call himself an expert by any means, but Rhaldon would have bet all the money he’d earned working as a [Wagon Driver] that his knowledge of actual lab procedures and chemical knowledge exceeded that of anyone else from home.
Rhaldon	Not that he knew how many there were or where they were. Rhaldon’s only clue was that thousands of young people his age or younger had been going missing back home. Conspiracy theories had actually been right…well, the handful of them that had suggested this was some kind of interdimensional travel.
Erin Solstice	Home was tough. He often thought about marching up to Erin Solstice, or more likely Kevin or Joseph or Imani, telling them he was from Earth, and asking to talk. But Rhaldon couldn’t quite be sure if they would welcome him, and he didn’t want to do it, if he was honest.
Kevin Hall	Home was tough. He often thought about marching up to Erin Solstice, or more likely Kevin or Joseph or Imani, telling them he was from Earth, and asking to talk. But Rhaldon couldn’t quite be sure if they would welcome him, and he didn’t want to do it, if he was honest.
Joseph Ortega	Home was tough. He often thought about marching up to Erin Solstice, or more likely Kevin or Joseph or Imani, telling them he was from Earth, and asking to talk. But Rhaldon couldn’t quite be sure if they would welcome him, and he didn’t want to do it, if he was honest.
Imani	Home was tough. He often thought about marching up to Erin Solstice, or more likely Kevin or Joseph or Imani, telling them he was from Earth, and asking to talk. But Rhaldon couldn’t quite be sure if they would welcome him, and he didn’t want to do it, if he was honest.
Rhaldon	Home was tough. He often thought about marching up to Erin Solstice, or more likely Kevin or Joseph or Imani, telling them he was from Earth, and asking to talk. But Rhaldon couldn’t quite be sure if they would welcome him, and he didn’t want to do it, if he was honest.
[Wagon Driver]	Multiple reasons. He’d been making lists, and the [Wagon Driver] scribbled on one as he hunched over in the snow, driving a very tightly packed wagon down one of the trade roads heading south towards Invrisil.
Invrisil	Multiple reasons. He’d been making lists, and the [Wagon Driver] scribbled on one as he hunched over in the snow, driving a very tightly packed wagon down one of the trade roads heading south towards Invrisil.
Rhaldon	It was cold and wet, and his horses grumbled, but he’d patted them down well, and they had a thick winter coat. Rhaldon was only a Level 15 [Wagon Driver], but since he’d reached that level in one year, Termin called him a prodigy.
[Wagon Driver]	It was cold and wet, and his horses grumbled, but he’d patted them down well, and they had a thick winter coat. Rhaldon was only a Level 15 [Wagon Driver], but since he’d reached that level in one year, Termin called him a prodigy.
Termin	It was cold and wet, and his horses grumbled, but he’d patted them down well, and they had a thick winter coat. Rhaldon was only a Level 15 [Wagon Driver], but since he’d reached that level in one year, Termin called him a prodigy.
Rhaldon	Lists. Rhaldon had three notepads he’d bought with his first paychecks, and writing with a quill and inkpot sucked, but he’d learned. First, he had personal notes, thoughts, a way of organizing his world’s history and this one’s. Second, he had a list of all the ingredients he bought for his clientele, notes of stores, prices, so he could haggle, understand where things came from, and know how much he had paid historically. He obsessively updated the lists, and Termin himself had said that keeping a notepad was a wise move if Rhaldon became a specialist driver for [Alchemists].
Termin	Lists. Rhaldon had three notepads he’d bought with his first paychecks, and writing with a quill and inkpot sucked, but he’d learned. First, he had personal notes, thoughts, a way of organizing his world’s history and this one’s. Second, he had a list of all the ingredients he bought for his clientele, notes of stores, prices, so he could haggle, understand where things came from, and know how much he had paid historically. He obsessively updated the lists, and Termin himself had said that keeping a notepad was a wise move if Rhaldon became a specialist driver for [Alchemists].
Rhaldon	Lists. Rhaldon had three notepads he’d bought with his first paychecks, and writing with a quill and inkpot sucked, but he’d learned. First, he had personal notes, thoughts, a way of organizing his world’s history and this one’s. Second, he had a list of all the ingredients he bought for his clientele, notes of stores, prices, so he could haggle, understand where things came from, and know how much he had paid historically. He obsessively updated the lists, and Termin himself had said that keeping a notepad was a wise move if Rhaldon became a specialist driver for [Alchemists].
[Alchemist]	Lists. Rhaldon had three notepads he’d bought with his first paychecks, and writing with a quill and inkpot sucked, but he’d learned. First, he had personal notes, thoughts, a way of organizing his world’s history and this one’s. Second, he had a list of all the ingredients he bought for his clientele, notes of stores, prices, so he could haggle, understand where things came from, and know how much he had paid historically. He obsessively updated the lists, and Termin himself had said that keeping a notepad was a wise move if Rhaldon became a specialist driver for [Alchemists].
[Driver]	Not all [Drivers] could read and write at a high level, so Rhaldon had kept his lists to himself. Driving was another world entirely with feuds and territory, and he might have gotten himself in trouble if he made enemies.
Rhaldon	Not all [Drivers] could read and write at a high level, so Rhaldon had kept his lists to himself. Driving was another world entirely with feuds and territory, and he might have gotten himself in trouble if he made enemies.

Rhaldon Flemmens had decided he liked this other world for three reasons.

Okay, it could get unpredictable too. But he thought he knew more rules than any [Alchemist] living. And finding out whether his knowledge held true?

Rhaldon

Rhaldon was a chemist. Not a [Chemist]…the world had not seen fit to reward him for his knowledge from Earth.

[Chemist]

Rhaldon was a chemist. Not a [Chemist]…the world had not seen fit to reward him for his knowledge from Earth.

Rhaldon

Yet he was one. He had graduated with a Bachelor of Science from the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor for chemistry, minoring in geology, and had been taking post-grad courses in Applied Chemistry while working as a research assistant. The University of Michigan hadn’t offered the course for a long time, though they had a great equality and diversity program that Rhaldon had taken advantage of.

Rhaldon

He’d been doing undergraduate research in a laboratory throughout getting his bachelor’s, and he had been working on a Master of Science degree, which meant he had enough experience in actual application of the scientific method. Rhaldon suspected that few people had that kind of background if the other Earthers were around his age.

Rhaldon

He was not qualified to call himself an expert by any means, but Rhaldon would have bet all the money he’d earned working as a [Wagon Driver] that his knowledge of actual lab procedures and chemical knowledge exceeded that of anyone else from home.

[Wagon Driver]

He was not qualified to call himself an expert by any means, but Rhaldon would have bet all the money he’d earned working as a [Wagon Driver] that his knowledge of actual lab procedures and chemical knowledge exceeded that of anyone else from home.

Rhaldon

Not that he knew how many there were or where they were. Rhaldon’s only clue was that thousands of young people his age or younger had been going missing back home. Conspiracy theories had actually been right…well, the handful of them that had suggested this was some kind of interdimensional travel.

Erin Solstice