#The rainy daze dnd full#

Two glowing blue flames illuminated a fleshless head. She pulled a chair out-and then noticed something was standing behind her. Erin walked out into the common room and set her bowl on the table.

Since sugar was too expensive for that, Erin instead sliced up some blue fruit into the bowl. Sprinkle a little sugar in there and it would be delicious. There was actually a quite acceptable cereal that went well with the rich cow’s milk Erin bought. Still half-asleep, Erin walked around her kitchen, assembling a breakfast of sorts. She’d never tried silk sheets, but maybe Krshia had them…? Probably not. Now she could spring for one, Erin dreamed of a queen-sized bed with silk sheets. True, it would have been nice to have a mattress, but Erin had been counting her coins until recently. She had a lovely little blanket and pillows she’d used to make a semi-permanent bedspread in a corner of the kitchen. And it would be so much…some work to move it. She really, really didn’t want to trip someday and splash boiling water all over herself.īut it was such a nice sleeping area. She grabbed a counter to steady herself and added moving her sleeping area to the list. She’d put it on her list.Įrin turned, jar of milk in one hand and nearly tripped over her sleeping area. But they were expensive and she ‘only’ had just under ten gold pieces. She mechanically opened the shelves in her kitchen, wishing again she had the preservation runes.

#The rainy daze dnd full#

That meant another trip to the stream, possibly combined with dodging flying fish if they were in a bitey mood today.Īt this point the thought of ducking a several-hundred pound monster full of teeth barely even bothered Erin. Someday, someone was going to walk up and then Erin would die of shame or possibly stab them to death.īut once the bathroom issue was finished with, Erin could then wash her hands with what water she still had in one of her buckets and get breakfast.

At least this world had something like toilet paper, if not as fluffy and easy on the skin.

That was what Erin decided as she finished her mercifully quick business and grabbed the roll of toilet paper. It was messy, disgusting-and she really wasn’t happy about squatting in the open. So she had gotten into the practice of digging (and then covering with bits of sawdust and dirt) a latrine around the back of her inn. Erin had no idea why, but some shattered pottery upstairs and a terrible staining around the general area in each room made her think chamber pots had been in style here.Įrin wasn’t about to use a chamber pot. She wanted a few things in no short order. It was too early to think about complex things. Something to do with the skeleton? Did level up from getting bodyguards? Or…bouncers?Įrin blinked around at the room for several minutes. But at least she’d gotten eight solid hours of sleep afterwards.īlearily, Erin got up and wondered if she leveled because of the skeleton. Someday, Erin was going to hear that annoying message in her head and jump off a cliff.