C17 Trash Inn

Eddie finished up the rest of the 35 rooms, it was far easier to install them than build. After he was done, he sat down against a random wall and took a breather. There was much satisfaction in building the Inn. Sure, it was hard work for him but the endorphins at the completion message was something else entirely. He brought up notifications and his stat box to take a look at the gains.

You have crafted 35 T1 Rooms!

+35 EXP

User: EDDI3456

Level 3 (4 Points to Allocate)

Progression to next level: 1775(+845)/1800 EXP

Titles: Mage, Homeowner, Landowner, Landlord,

Stats:

Constitution

4(+1)

Wisdom

13

Health

40(+10)

0.4(+0.1) HP/S

Strength

3

Intelligence

13

Stamina

30

2 SP/S

Dexterity

2

Luck

5

Mana

130

1.3 MP/S

Endurance

3

Charisma

(-1)x-7=7

Status Effects:

Smelly III: -6 Charisma

Dirty II: -3 Charisma

Classes

Professions

#1

Trashmancer

#1

None

#2

None

#2

None

#3

None

Passive Skills

Skills

Spells

T1 Trashman’s Eyes Rank I

None

T1 Trash Chute Rank II

T1 Metalworking Rank III

T1 Trash Wall Rank I

T1 Engineering Rank I

T1 Golemancy Rank II

T1 Weaponsmithing Rank I

T1 Cartography Rank II

T1 Armorsmithing Rank I

T1 Smelting Rank I

Perks (Class)

Perks (Profession)

Trashmancer’s Deodorant

None

Eddie bit his tongue and squinted his eyes, he was almost level 4. He flexed his miniscule muscles. “I’m killing this game,” he said, reinforcing his belief that he was progressing, only much slower than a person with an IQ of below 50.

“Alright, let’s go see what Robo's up to.”

Eddie headed down the straight corridor and towards a staircase that he had instructed Robo to dig.

“Robo!” Eddie said, whistling after. “Robo!”

He trudged up the compacted trash staircase and into a set of bleak corridors. He then noticed another staircase so he went up it, then another, then another, then an-

“Robo!”

The sound of iron scraping against trash stopped for a moment and then came the bounding sounds of the giant metal wolf running at Eddie.

“Hey, slow down boy,” Eddie commanded as he braced for impact.

Robo came up to him and rolled down on his belly for some well deserved belly scratches that Eddie happily complied with. He was especially happy that he now had Robo. He was useful, cute and would hopefully be a complete and utter murder machine like Frank that could protect him.

“Who’s a good boy! WHO’S A GOOD BOY! You did all this work. Here, boy,” Eddie said as he placed a metal pipe in his mouth.

Robo started to chew on it like a bone and followed Eddie back down to the entrance. He had blocked off almost all the other cave entrances so only the hallways and rooms were available to the guests and Mira’s team. He felt like a business man already, he lacked the pompous suite and aggressive personality but he still did regardless.

“Hey, Frank,” Eddie chirply said.

“Good day, Sir. Congratulations on the inn, Sir. Have you decided on a name?”

“I hadn’t even thought about that,” Eddie said, scratching his chin.

“Please don’t call it Trash Inn, Sir,” Frank pleaded.

“What? No, I wouldn’t name it after the chapter, that’s just lazy. It has to be good, well thought out, a real eye catcher, something memorable.... I got it, Trash Stop Motel.”

Frank debated it in his head whether that was a good name or not.

“It’s trash related,” Eddie pointed out.

“But it’s not a motel, Sir. If anything, it’s a Hotel since it has multiple stories and over a dozen rooms.”

“Yeah but motel sounds waayyyy cooler than a hotel.”

“Yes, Sir, it does, I can’t disagree with that. But, a motel has needles and naked children running around, whereas a hotel doesn’t function as a drug mule or harborer of criminals.”

“Damn, Frank, you urm- had some bad experiences?”

“Perhaps, Sir.”

“Well, I’m keeping that name. How’s the stall going?”

“Good, Sir, I’ve made an extra 10 gold and bought another four golds worth from your list.”

“Nice, nice,” Eddie said. He still couldn’t believe just how much money that was.

“There is something I wish to ask of you, Sir.”

“Go on.”

“Well, you see, I do like serving you, Sir. I just believe that my duties as a butler shouldn’t be behind a counter.”

Eddie nodded his understanding. “I get it, I get it. Once I get another level in golemancy Frank, I will make sure to make one to take over your place, how does that sound?”

“Wonderful, Sir. Also, there appears to be far more people around here than usual. Is there something happening?”

“Mira’s guild is coming to stay at the motel.”

“Would that not cause an uproar for the other players, Sir?”

Eddie hadn’t thought about that. “Good point, I’ll speak to Mira about that. Oh, speak of the devil.”

“Hi!” Mira exclaimed from over the counter. “Are you ready?”

“Mira,” Eddie said, leaning over into a whisper. “Could you keep it low key? I think people will get a bit- you know, annoyed that I’m favouring your guild.”

“Don’t worry,” Mira whispered back. “I know, we’ll all get in line for the reception as soon as you announce it. We’ve turned off all our guild tags.”

Eddie breathed a sigh of relief. He still felt like he was doing something illegal but enjoyed the thrill of it regardless. “Ok, ok, I’ll keep calm.”

“And urm, the Vice Guild Master is here. Pre warning- he’s an asshole,” Mira whispered over.

“One asshole is fine,” Eddie said enthusiastically.

“Alright, announce it now.”

Eddie cleared his throat as he stood on the counter. “The inn is now open for reservations! It’s first come first serve so please get in line!”

He didn’t expect the announcement to cause a rush of players but soon they were all running towards him. Mira glanced at him with a smile as she and her guild were pushed up at the front.

“Oh, fudge,” Eddie cursed to Frank. “We didn’t set prices.”

“A silver a night, Sir,” Frank replied quickly. “If you do not pay 7 days worth of rent then you will lose all the items inside your room.”

“That urm makes sense,” Eddie said with a shrug. Though, compared to the other amount of money he made, one silver sounded like nothing. He implemented the rules through the inn’s menu screen and the rules were now set in stone.

“I’ll take a room please,” a random player said.

“I’ll take another!”

It was orchestrated well and soon silvers were being flung at Eddie and Frank while Robo cleaned his own metal asshole out.

“I’d like a room,” a man said, turning his nose up at the sight of the dirty Eddie.

Eddie looked up to the man to notice he was level 25 which was higher than Mira and her team. Eddie glanced over to Mira who returned a subtle nod to show that he was the Vice Guild Master.

“Only a silver a night,” Eddie explained.

The man scoffed and chucked a coin on the counter. “This place better be worth it.”

The man was tall, roughly 6ft and two inches. Anyone being over 6ft made them attractive to women but this man in particular was handsome. He had a clean shaven face and his hair was pulled tightly into a short comb over. He squinted his eyes at Eddie and impatiently waited for Eddie to process him.

“All done,” Eddie said with a bright fake smile.

“Tch, clean yourself up, you’re disgusting.”

“Mr Player,” Frank interjected. “You are free to say what you want but insulting my master inside his own land will cause negative effects for you in the future. I only ask of you to take that long upright nose and shove it where the sun doesn’t shine.”

Mira slapped her forehead from around the corner.

“I am the Vice Guild Master of The Wanderers and I won’t be spoken to like that by some glorified butler of this ship hole!”

“I am the glorified butler of this ship hole, Mr Player, and I like it that way. So take your stay and hope someone hasn’t relieved themselves in your room. Mind the rats too,”

Eddie had taken a step back to watch the encounter. Since he was not a fan of confrontation he was going to let Frank deal with it. But boy could Frank insult someone.

“Fudge you,” was all that the man could say.

“Fudge you too,” Frank replied calmly and as politely as he could.

Once the man had disappeared into the compacted trash cave, Mira came over hurriedly with a worried expression on her face. “Guys, why did you do that?”

Eddie was going to speak but Frank cut him off.

“That man is an asshole, Lady Mira. We may be kind and offering but we do not like it when that is thrown in our face.”

“Uhh, you’re right,” Mira said, defeated. “He’s the Guild Master’s boyfriend so he thinks he runs the entire guild.”

“I can tell,” Eddie chimed in. “If he causes trouble then we will kick him out and that's non negotiable.”

“That’s fair,” Mira conceded. “I’ll go and speak to him.”

Once Mira had left, they both took a breather.

“Nice job there, Sir,” Frank said.

“For what? You did all the talking.”

“I did, Sir, but you stood your ground. You told me to not let you be a soppy bastard and it seems like you are taking control. It is an improvement.”

“Ha, thanks, Frank. Yeah, I guess since I have all the cards then it makes me feel more confident.”

“No worries, Sir, let us continue serving our guests.”

And so, the two new businessmen put Mira’s entire guild into the new Trash Stop Motel without anyone questioning why. The guild was called The Wanderers, a group of high rankers that were put together by the Guild Master who they had yet to see.

“Hey guys,” Denzel said as he leant on the counter.

Eddie gave him a head nod. “Are you not grinding right now?”

“Eh, I need to take a break. Mira’s running headless trying to sort the guild while trying to suck up to Brody.”

“His name’s Brody?” Eddie questioned.

“Haha, I know right,” Denzel agreed. “He’s currently ranked #400 in the world so the Guild Master would do anything to keep him around. It really boosts the guild’s ranking.”

“I thought they were together?” Eddie questioned as he sat down to take a break.

“Yeah, apparently. Thing is, the Guild Master used to be in our party; that’s why there’s only four of us. Mira and her were good friends before the guild got so busy.”

“That sucks,” Eddie said. “Pretty cool that it’s a woman running the guild. You know- girl power n’all.”

Denzel chuckled. “Yeah, pretty much, Mira and the Guild Master would rip off any man’s head that got in their way. It’s scary what a woman can do. You got one?”

Eddie swallowed. “I did, that’s why I’m now playing this.”

“My bad, dude.”

“It’s alright, you didn’t know.”

“Oh, uhh, Mira told me to ask you if there’s a place where we can all group up and discuss tactics.”

Eddie yawned, he hadn’t slept in ages. “Yeah, it’s behind the door of the first corridor, I’ll unlock it for you guys now. It’s like a large basin area.”

“Thanks, man.”

“Alright, Frank, I’m going to take a nap.”

Three days then went by with not much going on. Eddie was introduced to the guild members slowly and they reaped the experience from the dungeon. He spent most of his time making trash metal doors, trash maps, trash nose blockers and trash bed frames. One would easily get the point of what he was doing. Though, once he kept making them, the experience he received went down to a big fat zero which was understandable. He maintained Frank and Robo along with drawing up other designs for golems. It was a pleasant time where he didn’t have to worry much. But as all good things come to an end eventually.