Greg went silent for a while, processing what he'd just heard, before speaking again. 'But then, what would bring them here? We are in a remote town in the mountains, this isn't exactly a major trade hub," He voiced his confusion. "There's no way they've come for you, otherwise I doubt they'd do so in a merchant's ship. The teleportation restriction is smart if you're trying to keep someone from getting away, but making such an ostentatious public arrival gives you far too much advance notice! The chances of you getting away are just too high. But if it's not you they are after, then what could it be?" Greg voiced the thoughts going through his mind. The room went silent as, by the look on her face, his teacher gave serious thought to the question. After all, if they figured out what these guests were after, they could stay one step ahead of them and avoid the healer's existence being discovered and communicated back to her old mage alliance. The silence was broken as his teacher's e

It was a good thing that Greg had asked as this first piece of advice to the three families and the former Town-head turned everything that Greg had been planning on its head. Thus far he'd been thinking of the people on the airship as guests that would have to abide by the town's rules and laws. In reality, the reverse was the case. It felt wrong to Greg. That a stranger you've never met before could just waltz into town and declare themselves in charge, your opinion be damned. But once again, he realized that he was thinking like someone from his previous world. For most in that world, leadership was given by the decision of those being led. Here, however, if you were strong enough, then you could probably declare yourself King and those under you would just have to suck it up and take it. The people on the airship were probably powerful enough that if they wanted, they could wipe out this town. There wasn't even a question about it."My second piece of advice to them was to speak n

His experience from the dungeons made the first step rather easy for Greg to figure out. Information gathering. The more they knew about their guests and potential foes, the more prepared they'd be for whatever might come their way. This is how Greg came to be playing the role of the new Town-head's servant. The head of the Valla household had been both displeased and apprehensive when Greg appeared at his house and told him that he'd be pushing him around for the day. Not a stupid man by any stretch of the imagination, the new Town-head wasn't deluded into thinking that Greg had developed a sudden bout of charity. But while he knew that there was an underlying motivation for his actions, he was entirely wrong as to what they were. "The healer doesn't need to send you as a spy. No one among the three families is stupid enough to make enemies of her over a few guests," He'd said when Greg told him that he'd be pushing him around.Greg hadn't even considered this dimension when thinking

Call the captain, NOW!" From all his etiquette training, Lothar knew that it was unbecoming of him to be shouting but he really couldn't have cared less at the moment. He had called them to his office. He had explained to them that there was a danger in this place, that they needed to tread carefully lest tragedy befall them. And yet, the very first thing his sister did when they got to the ground was to try and stir up trouble. If not for the fact that her master would kill him if he laid a finger on the bitch, Lothar and his sister would probably have already come to blows. Deep down, under the layers of pain and betrayal, some part of him ached and grieved for the sister he'd lost. The sister who'd once cared for and loved him. The sister who now was no more. Deina, it seemed, was perfectly happy to risk harm if he too suffered as well. That's the only explanation Lothar could come up with for why she would so openly seek trouble after Lothar had warned them of the hidden dange

Not backing down, Lothar calmly explained. "I have reason to believe that there's a serious danger hidden somewhere on this mountain. It could be in the town, or somewhere else, I don't know. Regardless, out of an abundance of caution, I instructed both my sister and fiancé to not provoke anyone while we were in town. That, however, is the very first thing she did the moment we landed in town. She was welcome on this trip so long as she was willing to abide by my directions. But as her actions clearly show, she isn't willing to do so. Which is why she will be going back home," He laid out his case. "A danger?" Mage Shia repeated, her brows furrowed as she glanced back down at the town. "Oh," she intoned, the confusion clearing from her face. "You mean the visitor from another world," She more stated than asked, causing Lothar's pupils to shrink to the size of pins. There were several formations around his office meant to secure whatever was inside and prevent prying from outside and