Erien
The wizard started talking as he walked. "Yeah, Zwn's 'that girl that could heal people'. Honestly, I don't really know for certain that she's there, but I've heard some stories and I think it's the most likely place for us to find any Guardian at all. The quicker we get everyone together, the better; I don't really know how much time we have left, but the more Guardians there are awake again, the less time there is. So I guess we should go looking at the most likely place for the greatest chance of success."
They were getting into a more crowded area again, so Erien made a mental note not to discuss anything specific for the time being. His chests and coffers had already been carried at the waiting area, he noticed, at least that much was good. Erien dug up his purse and handed the waiting helping boy a silver coin that showed a pickaxe on one side and a mountain on the other. The boy took the coin and ran off, no doubt anxious to earn more from the next man with things to carry.
The wizard found a suitable stagecoach quickly enough. It had enough space for the three of them and Erien's luggage and the coachman was hard-hearing, so he wouldn't really hear anything unless they were yelling. It was supposed to wait for another fifteen minutes before departing, but a few silvers changed the coachman's mind fast. Now all they had to do for six to eight hours was simply sit back and feel the roadbumps.
Six to eight hours later
The coach had absolutely no suspension to discuss, so when they finally reached Ciasta and climbed out, Erien was relieved to be on his feet again and not sitting. The sun was close to setting and the first thing the three of them needed to do was to find some accommodation to put all their stuff in and make sure they had a place to sleep that night. There seemed to be no helping boys around, it looked as though the coachman had just dropped them off at some random street corner, so Erien had no other choice but to use a levitation spell to carry his chests and coffers around. It earned them a few queer looks, but everyone had seen an occasional travelling wizard, so it wasn't bringing them a whole lot of attention.
Himinn and Li- Gilliam, the name was Gilliam now- were following Erien as he searched for some familiar place. He'd last been in Ciasta about a year and a half ago, but it was a big city and even the alleyways and backstreets had alleyways and backstreets of their own, resulting in a maze that seemed to have no system or planning. Every other passage was a dead end and if you got lost, you would need some help to find your way again. Well, at least that's what that part of the city was. The richer areas were more orderly. But Erien had never been fond of order, and he didn't get lost easily. Still, he needed some waypoint to make sure where he was. It didn't take very long to find it.
The inn was called The Sleeping Rat, and it hadn't changed at all. Erien was a bit uncertain to go in there, but it was as good a place as any and he was already familiar with it, besides, it had other advantages over other inns, so he waved to Himinn and Gilliam to come with him. It took a bit of air maneuvering to get all his things through the door.
The wizard walked up to the barkeeper. "Hi, I'm looking for some accommodation for me and my friends. And maybe some supper as well." The barkeeper looked up from a dirty glass.
"Go somewhere else, we're full," he grunted after looking at them and thinking it over. He turned away.
Erien placed a silver coin on the table. "We'll pay you well." That got the barkeeper's attention. The man studied Erien in more detail.
"You're a wizard. Nothin' good ever came to me from wizards. Tha last time I 'ad a wizard 'ere, he started a fight and then blew my booze shelf to bits, 'fore runnin' away and leavin' me to deal with tha mess. Go somewhere else."
Oh, good, he doesn't remember. "We'll pay double the usual price."
The innkeeper considered it for a moment. "How many rooms will you be wantin'?"
"Three single rooms, please."
"Breakfast's at eight, if you want lunch or supper, you'll be buying 'em for extra coin. And I want tha coin up front. Now." The man held out his hand as Erien dug in his pockets for a pouch. The wizard placed the pouch in the innkeeper's hand.
"Tha top floor's yours," the man said after counting the coins.
Erien carried all his chests up to the top floor, where he found a single room with two large beds. It was almost like a suite of sorts, just without all the excessive luxury of some of the inns meant for the upper class. A peasant's suite. It wasn't what he had asked for, but he wasn't in the mood to go argue about it either.
Erien looked at Himinn and Gilliam. "Get settled, we have a grand ball to go to later."
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Faliara Fiestaguy))