Gideon climbed out of bed, yawning. He knew he wasn't going to be changing any worlds, but anons were the best at not getting caught. He'd just arrived at the N00bv!113 !nn, and took a few woozy steps while looking around. He crouched and slowly walked over to the door, only to get hit in the face as it was kicked in by the innkeeper.
"You stayed your night, now get the hell out." She waved a broom in his general direction, as he decided how to respond to this invasion.
"Fine, fine, I'm going." Gideon sighed as he pulled on his pants and vest, set up just the way he liked them. Extra pockets and sleeves for carrying knives.
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