SHARDS OF REALITY: A LitRPG novel (Enter the Realm Book 1) by Timothy W. Long

Author:Timothy W. Long [Long, Timothy W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-17T22:00:00+00:00

A MAN SAT on a stool in front of a dark curtain and puffed a pipe. The folks upstairs were a motley assortment of the bad, the even more bad, and the ugly. One guy had his feet up on a table, his chair tilted back, and snored loud enough to be heard in Candleburn. He wore an open, puffy white shirt like a pirate, or he had escaped a Seinfeld episode. Since we were miles away from water, it was a strange juxtaposition to the rest of the inn. Another guy cleaned his fingernails with a slim stiletto and smiled when I hit the top stair. Black holes where most of his teeth had been, and a mustache that appeared to attack his nose.

“Need something?” the guy on the chair said.

“You’re Alvus, right?” I inquired.

“Alvus died a few months ago. I’m his brother Clavus,” he said and crossed his scared and heavily tattooed arms over his barrel chest. Next to him sat a hammer that would give Thor a run for his money.

“Sorry to hear that,” I said.

“I wasn’t. He owed me a lot of money, and he ran off with a girl I was sweet on,” Clavus turned and spat on the floor. “Good riddance.”

“Right. So look, I know what goes on in the back room, and I think I can be of assistance to the right people,” I said.

“The right people? See, that’s not how it works anymore. You towsers used to come to the inn in droves. Always begging for work. Asking after this person or that person. It was enough to make a man want to drink himself into a stupor. But go on then. What’s it you want in the back room besides an open chest wound?”

“Let’s just say my specialty is recovery of certain items,” I said in an attempt to sound mysterious.

“So you’re a thief?” Clavus said. “See that towser sleeping over there?”

He pointed at the guy who snored like a hacksaw applied to a metal pipe.

“He’s a thief, too. So’s the guy with the dagger. They ain’t in the other room. You get my drift? So move along, towser, and I won’t have to get out of this chair and introduce you to my new girlfriend.” He put his hand on the hammer’s haft.

This was not going as planned. Back in the old game you simply had to mention you were skilled in the dark ways and they would let you right in to do a quest. In the fucked up version of Th’loria, everyone was an idiot and didn’t play by the rules.

“Fine, fine. I guess old Tofpler isn’t interested in my great-grandmother’s cherry pie recipe then,” I said and turned away, staff dragging across the floor to punctuate my displeasure.

“Are you out of your bleeding mind? If I go in there and…” the guy trailed off as someone called to him from the other room.

I turned back to see if that had done the trick and sure enough Clavus had his head stuck through the curtain.

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