[I am a Table] Chapter 74
This chapter will also be a part of Book 1 after some consideration. I'll add it before the Gravel final chapter.
2025-04-05 17:57:21 +0000 UTC View PostBlorbo had no time to mourn the betrayal of the system, for he had already been hurled onto the wagon. The horse wheezed as Rob held the rein, and the wagon started moving. Their destination would be on the other side of town, toward the Barony of...
2025-03-19 08:18:50 +0000 UTC View PostA warm, electric sensation spread through his wooden frame. Level Up.
[LEVEL UP!]
Blorbo has reached Level 4.
5 HP
1 MP
5 Attribute Poi...
2025-03-17 22:07:32 +0000 UTC View PostBlorbo was unceremoniously dropped into the corner of Ducaz’s room like a mere piece of filth that needed to be shoved into the most out-of-the-way spot possible. Rob and Lena’s room had been cramped enough with just the two of them and Tabby,...
2025-03-16 18:40:09 +0000 UTC View PostWith too little time left to head anywhere else and a wagon too big to move at night without suspicion, the only thing left to do was to find a place to stay the night. The party decided between two inns, The Squealing Snout and The Hogwash Inn, w...
2025-03-16 17:41:18 +0000 UTC View PostThey found their way to Noka Merchant’s Guild Hall, a stone building with a golden coin over a crossed fork and knife emblazoned above the entrance, across from some huge tavern that seemed very popular amo...
2025-03-14 18:30:32 +0000 UTC View PostAfter a final detour so Lena could buy some honey nougat, they finally arrived at Nokia at sundown.
The entrance to the Township of Nokia was marked by a pair of towering stone gates grander than the simple terracotta in Iakesi could ever be...
2025-03-13 18:03:37 +0000 UTC View PostThe grushkins scattered the moment they were outside, their stubby legs carrying them in different directions like spooked rodents. Lena, with Tabby on her hands, trudged toward the wagon first, rubbing at her wrists as she squinted against the li...
2025-03-12 18:12:48 +0000 UTC View PostBlorbo sat idly inside the wagon, metaphorically slumped over in despair. The sounds from inside the hut were muffled by the thick wooden walls, leaving him with no entertainment whatsoever. No grushkins running around doing something stupid. No D...
2025-03-11 22:34:38 +0000 UTC View PostSporchide let out a low, measured exhale and planted his spoon against the floor. “You fight well, wind-walker,” he again rumbled, but his voice was much more measured now. “If I fought harder, perhaps this hut would no longer be standing....
2025-03-11 08:36:27 +0000 UTC View Post