17. Gearing Up for the Unknown

Eryndor sat in the luxurious room of the motel, his stomach full and his mind at ease. He had nothing else to do, so he decided to focus on finding out more about the world he was currently in. He assumed that he had accidentally encountered a transportation spell, which had transferred him to a different world. This wasn't a new concept to him, as traveling from one world to another was common in this universe.

However, Eryndor was cautious. He knew that if others found out that he was alone in this world, they might plot against him. So, he decided to keep a low profile for now. The most important thing was to change out of his beggar attire into something new.

But before he could do that, Eryndor decided to treat himself to a luxurious bath. He walked over to the large, marble-lined bathtub and turned on the faucet, watching as the warm water flowed in. He added some scented oils and salts, and the aroma filled the air, relaxing his muscles.

Eryndor sank into the bathtub, feeling the warm water envelop him. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of contentment, letting the stress and fatigue of his journey melt away. He stayed there for a while, soaking in the bath, and feeling like a king.

After his bath, Eryndor got out of the bathtub and dried himself off with a plush towel. He looked at himself in the mirror, he was indeed a bit handsome.

Eryndor is a man who exudes a certain aura of mystery and intrigue, with a devilish charm that can be both captivating and unnerving. He stands at 5 feet 8 inches tall, with a lean yet athletic build that belies his somewhat troubled past.

His hair is a deep, dark black that falls across his forehead in messy, unkempt locks, framing a face that is both handsome and haunting. His eyes are an equally piercing black, there's a hint of mischief in their depths, a spark of amusement that suggests he's always plotting something, even when he's not.

He chuckled and shook his head, then looked inside his magic ring for a decent attire to wear. Ah, yes! He found a stylish outfit that consisted of a white shirt with billowy sleeves, black pants, and a leather jacket. The outfit was completed with a pair of sleek black boots and a silver buckle on his belt.

After wearing his new clothes, Eryndor felt like a completely different person. He looked at himself in the mirror and grinned, satisfied with his new appearance.

Next, he turned his attention to the magic equipment he had stolen from the Lich's cave. He had come across a lot of danger since he arrived in this world, and it was better to be prepared. Eryndor picked up a magic sword from the collection of swords and examined it closely. The sword was sharp and decent, with a blade that shimmered like silver in the light. It had a property that allowed it to absorb a certain amount of magic, making it a useful tool in battle.

Eryndor picked up the sword and felt its weight in his hand. He swung it a few times, getting a feel for its balance and movement. Satisfied, he sheathed the sword and moved on to the next item.

He picked up a dirty black book of spells, which had a few spells written inside. Eryndor was a swordsman, but he had learned to perform a few simple magic spells. He decided to try and perform them, even though he wasn't sure if he would succeed. After all, what's the worst that could happen if he failed?

The next item Eryndor came across a few one-time use tokens. These tokens were ready-to-use magic spells, made by mages who wrote a spell on a magic crystal and turned it into a token. The higher the quality of the magic crystal, the higher the spell that could be written on it.

Eryndor picked up a few tokens and examined them closely. One of them had a spell that summons a shield of swirling bones, absorbing damage and protecting the user from harm while another had a spell that binds the soul of a target, preventing them from escaping or using magical abilities. He also found a token that unleashes a blast of necrotic energy, dealing massive damage to all enemies within a certain area, which could be useful in battle. Clearly these tokens were created by the Lich whose teasures Eryndor stole.

With his new attire, magic sword, and tokens, Eryndor felt like he was prepared for whatever challenges lay ahead. He was ready to face this new world and all its dangers, armed with his wits, his sword, and his magic. Bring it on, he thought, grinning to himself.