I’m so damn close to releasing so of course I have a wild, unsolvable issue. My quick test keeps telling me I have an illegal indent. Easy fix right? No, this is Ara we are talking about and nothing that happens to her is normal or easy. It is telling me i have an indent of 8 when i should be four. Get this, the line doesnt have any indents at all? The odd thing is that it is the same as the first 100+ lines of code except the first line, which is’t even the problem.
If anyone wants to brave this code feel free. It is rather long though.
*label nowarn
You don't say anything, but the blue eyed man already seems to know.
He shifts his sword up in the sheathe, revealing an few inches of the gleaming metal. The axe clangs off the metal, sending the slaver stumbling back in surprise. He blue eyed man whips around, drawing the sword off his back in a wide arc. The blade arches toward the sky, metal humming in a song of death. There is no resistance as the blade passes through flesh. Just the sound of a sickening crunch. The slaver's head falls from his body.
It hits the ground with a thud. The silence that follows in deafening. Every eye is trained on the blue eyed man. Blood flows down the shining metal, dropping down onto his arm. He stands straight, bringing the sword to rest on his shoulder. He looks down at the slaver's body and scowls. He hoists the sword off his shoulder and slides it into the sheathe. He turns to the auctioneer.
"Your money will come via my normal means," he says.
"Y-yes General."
The auctioneer cuts your bindings, letting you fall forward to your knees. The blue eyed man wastes no time. He hoists you to your feet and drags you through the crowd. You struggle against his iron grip, but months of being bound in a ship has robbed you of your strength.
You stumble through the outskirts of the large village. You pass moss clad hovels and mangy dogs. People ogle you as you as dragged by. Children point and laugh, some throw stones. They are all silenced with a stern look from the blue eyed man. Women stare as they hang out the wash, the men warily handling their weapons.
"Eyes forward," the blue eyed man growls.
Your face grows hot, with embarrassment or anger you cannot tell. You try to stop him, planting your feet into the ground. He notices your resistance with a grunt. His next shove has you falling face first into the dirt. Your hands and knees scrape painfully against its rocky surface. You look up at him biting out an angry sentence.
*choice
#"Screw. Off."
"Screw off already," you snap out.
You are dragged to your feet, hot breath in your ear. "Watch your tone,"
the voice that it belongs to says.
The blue eyed man pulls away, letting you fall again. You hit the ground
with a yelp. The man rolls his eyes slightly and offers out a hand to
hoist you up. You squint it.
*choice
#Get up on your own.
You ignore his hand, pushing yourself to your feet. His hand drops to
his side, and he shrugs indifferently. You look at each other awkwardly
before he sticks out his hand for a shake. This time you grab it out of
impulse.
"Erland," he says.
"${name}," you reply.
Erland turns and motions for you to follow. You dust yourself off
before taking large strides to catch up with him. As you pull up beside
him he looks at you out of the corner of his eye.
You walk through the outskirts of the village for about half the day.
Erland points out things you should do. Like stand slightly behind him.
As he explains you turn the corner, and stop dead in your tracks. Next
to the closest hovel is a pen filled with shivering, emaciated people.
They barely have scraps of fur to cover them. You see they work
tirelessly over crops, a grim overseer watching over them. He holds a
whip, stained dark brown at the tip.
You turn away, stomach rolling with anxiety. Is this what awaits you?
Is this all a facade? You stare at the ground, brow furrowed. You feel
Erland place his hand on your shoulder. You flinch away, lifting your
head to look at him. He is looking with a scowl at the pen. His other
hand goes to the small of your back, leading you away.
He shakes his sadly. You walk in a heavy silence for the next few
minutes before he says," I don't understand that."
You turn your head to look at him.
"What?"
He rubs at the back of his neck again, mouth fashioned in a frown.
"Why treat them badly when they would work better if they were treated
well?" He admits.
*goto_scene questions
thats just a snippet. I’ve checked along down the line, and my indents are not out of place. Nothing is over 4. But every time i save and do the quick test it comes up with the same line and same error. At this point idk what I am doing wrong or what it going on. I’m going to murder a puppy tbh.