Innverse Stats

Name	Text
Lyonette du Marquin	Lyonette du Marquin dreamed of gold. She slept on it; she woke up and tossed a gold piece out from under her nightdress. She breathed it; she was pretty sure that would lead to lung problems, so they had begun putting cloth masks on when cutting it up.
The Wandering Inn	Gold was such a pleasant dream. On the fifteenth day since The Wandering Inn had begun mass-producing gold, Lyonette woke up knowing three things would happen today:
Lyonette du Marquin	Gold was such a pleasant dream. On the fifteenth day since The Wandering Inn had begun mass-producing gold, Lyonette woke up knowing three things would happen today:
Bird	One. Bird was due to come back today.
Rheirgest	Two. The villagers of Rheirgest would finally get here, escorted by the Order of Solstice.
Erin Solstice	Three. Erin Solstice had more secrets. More to terrify the world with.
Lyonette du Marquin	The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.
Calescent	The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.
Pyrite	The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.
Mrsha	The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.
Normen Callesn	The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.
Ishkr Silverfang	The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.
Lyonette du Marquin	Lyonette had become awake in a way she had never felt before. Alert. She could not have told you, later, where it was or articulated the nature of this spot. Only that it was highly dangerous.
Lyonette du Marquin	There were rules. They were unspooling in her mind; a kind of an awareness of the stakes and seriousness of this place. Lyonette well imagined that, in another situation, she might have been incautious. This place, this aspect of Lyonette, took it utterly, deadly at face value.
Lyonette du Marquin	There were rules. They were unspooling in her mind; a kind of an awareness of the stakes and seriousness of this place. Lyonette well imagined that, in another situation, she might have been incautious. This place, this aspect of Lyonette, took it utterly, deadly at face value.
Erin Solstice	Erin Solstice.
Lyonette du Marquin	She looked—Lyonette was walking towards that strange gazebo in the distance, processing everything, squinting at Erin, and wondering why she looked so off. In the airless vacuum of the void, she heard Erin’s voice faintly. But clearly.
Erin Solstice	She looked—Lyonette was walking towards that strange gazebo in the distance, processing everything, squinting at Erin, and wondering why she looked so off. In the airless vacuum of the void, she heard Erin’s voice faintly. But clearly.
Erin Solstice	She looked—Lyonette was walking towards that strange gazebo in the distance, processing everything, squinting at Erin, and wondering why she looked so off. In the airless vacuum of the void, she heard Erin’s voice faintly. But clearly.
Erin Solstice	“Erin? E—”
Lyonette du Marquin	Lyonette called out, and she saw that familiar stare meet hers. Lyonette’s breath caught. Why did she look so—
Lyonette du Marquin	Lyonette called out, and she saw that familiar stare meet hers. Lyonette’s breath caught. Why did she look so—
Erin Solstice	Then she woke up. All she remembered was that place and the brief, brief encounter with Erin. It set her heart to racing. It left her unsettled. But when Lyonette jerked into wakefulness in her bed by early morning, it was not what terrified her. That was something else the [Innkeeper] had left her.
Lyonette du Marquin	Then she woke up. All she remembered was that place and the brief, brief encounter with Erin. It set her heart to racing. It left her unsettled. But when Lyonette jerked into wakefulness in her bed by early morning, it was not what terrified her. That was something else the [Innkeeper] had left her.
[Innkeeper]	Then she woke up. All she remembered was that place and the brief, brief encounter with Erin. It set her heart to racing. It left her unsettled. But when Lyonette jerked into wakefulness in her bed by early morning, it was not what terrified her. That was something else the [Innkeeper] had left her.

Lyonette du Marquin

Lyonette du Marquin dreamed of gold. She slept on it; she woke up and tossed a gold piece out from under her nightdress. She breathed it; she was pretty sure that would lead to lung problems, so they had begun putting cloth masks on when cutting it up.

The Wandering Inn

Gold was such a pleasant dream. On the fifteenth day since The Wandering Inn had begun mass-producing gold, Lyonette woke up knowing three things would happen today:

Lyonette du Marquin

Gold was such a pleasant dream. On the fifteenth day since The Wandering Inn had begun mass-producing gold, Lyonette woke up knowing three things would happen today:

Bird

One. Bird was due to come back today.

Rheirgest

Two. The villagers of Rheirgest would finally get here, escorted by the Order of Solstice.

Erin Solstice

Three. Erin Solstice had more secrets. More to terrify the world with.

Lyonette du Marquin

The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.

Calescent

The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.

Pyrite

The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.

Mrsha

The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.

Normen Callesn

The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.

Ishkr Silverfang

The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile.

Lyonette du Marquin

Lyonette had become awake in a way she had never felt before. Alert. She could not have told you, later, where it was or articulated the nature of this spot. Only that it was highly dangerous.

Lyonette du Marquin

There were rules. They were unspooling in her mind; a kind of an awareness of the stakes and seriousness of this place. Lyonette well imagined that, in another situation, she might have been incautious. This place, this aspect of Lyonette, took it utterly, deadly at face value.

Lyonette du Marquin

There were rules. They were unspooling in her mind; a kind of an awareness of the stakes and seriousness of this place. Lyonette well imagined that, in another situation, she might have been incautious. This place, this aspect of Lyonette, took it utterly, deadly at face value.

Erin Solstice

Erin Solstice.

Lyonette du Marquin

She looked—Lyonette was walking towards that strange gazebo in the distance, processing everything, squinting at Erin, and wondering why she looked so off. In the airless vacuum of the void, she heard Erin’s voice faintly. But clearly.

Erin Solstice

She looked—Lyonette was walking towards that strange gazebo in the distance, processing everything, squinting at Erin, and wondering why she looked so off. In the airless vacuum of the void, she heard Erin’s voice faintly. But clearly.

Erin Solstice

She looked—Lyonette was walking towards that strange gazebo in the distance, processing everything, squinting at Erin, and wondering why she looked so off. In the airless vacuum of the void, she heard Erin’s voice faintly. But clearly.

Erin Solstice

“Erin? E—”

Lyonette du Marquin

Lyonette called out, and she saw that familiar stare meet hers. Lyonette’s breath caught. Why did she look so—

Lyonette du Marquin

Lyonette called out, and she saw that familiar stare meet hers. Lyonette’s breath caught. Why did she look so—

Erin Solstice

Then she woke up. All she remembered was that place and the brief, brief encounter with Erin. It set her heart to racing. It left her unsettled. But when Lyonette jerked into wakefulness in her bed by early morning, it was not what terrified her. That was something else the [Innkeeper] had left her.

Lyonette du Marquin

Then she woke up. All she remembered was that place and the brief, brief encounter with Erin. It set her heart to racing. It left her unsettled. But when Lyonette jerked into wakefulness in her bed by early morning, it was not what terrified her. That was something else the [Innkeeper] had left her.

[Innkeeper]

Then she woke up. All she remembered was that place and the brief, brief encounter with Erin. It set her heart to racing. It left her unsettled. But when Lyonette jerked into wakefulness in her bed by early morning, it was not what terrified her. That was something else the [Innkeeper] had left her.

Chapter 10.13

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