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The upgraded [Door of Portals] looked cooler, could send more people—and it could reach a hundred miles farther than the last one. Erin danced around as her guests stopped in awe—right until someone wandered through the door and inspected it on Erin’s side of the inn.
“Fine. [Like Fire, Memory] is a big one. [Garden of Sanctuary]. [Boon of the Guest]. [Wondrous Fare]. [Field of Preservation], um, my [Witch] Skills, but I know actual experts there. Ooh! [From Witchcraft, Sorcery Ariseth]! And…[Door of Portals]. [World’s Eye Theatre] you know.”
He was standing there staring at a door as he leaned over a simple chess board filled with pieces on the table. It was a magic door similar to Erin’s own [Door of Portals], but this one was more like an allegory.
[Lease Lesser Room] didn’t work. Erin didn’t want to know how that’d work. [Compartments of Holding]…not much use in a fight either. [Field of Preservation]—she had no idea what it did if it was even active. [Door of Portals] didn’t work as far as she could tell.
“Sorry, Ulvama. I didn’t want to alarm you, but I guess there’s no easy way out after all. My [Door of Portals] Skill doesn’t work either…why don’t you get some sleep? I could explore the [Pavilion of Secrets] then use [Twofold Rest] to get enough rest?”
“It doesn’t need a path except as a last resort, Miss Lyonette. Why? Because of the real way you enter the inn: the [Door of Portals]. The walls can be thick as a castle’s—with, yes, that damn magicore inside—and your only concern is airflow. Why?”
Garry was coming up with a mental map of the city-triangle that the [Door of Portals] allowed. You had Liscor, flush with monster parts and fish. Celum, backed by Golems and Lord Xitegen and northern goods, and Riverfarm, poorer in other areas for now, but rapidly expanding and rich in food, which everyone wanted.
