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Chapter 8.03
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Liscor
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The Gnolls of Liscor, that was. Because they had known for a while. Not all of them, but the older ones. The ones who didn’t talk about the vast secret. At first it had not been so vast since it was one person. Now? It was growing. |
Krshia Silverfang
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This was what Krshia wrote. In code. |
Elirr Fultpar
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Another one. So, Elirr gathered some of the senior Gnolls remaining in the city. Grey-furred City Gnolls, not a tribe per se, but a community. |
Elirr Fultpar
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“This is getting too big, Elirr.” |
[Senior Scribe]
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A Gnoll petting a cat peered at him. [Senior Scribe] Hemera. Another Gnoll sleepily blinked. |
[Master Potter]
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That came from a City Gnoll for life, Permel. Also old—pushing seventy. Many of the most distinguished Gnolls had gone, but still—a [Master Potter] was something to admire. He made wonderful porcelain and had banned Elirr’s animals from his shop forever. |
Elirr Fultpar
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That came from a City Gnoll for life, Permel. Also old—pushing seventy. Many of the most distinguished Gnolls had gone, but still—a [Master Potter] was something to admire. He made wonderful porcelain and had banned Elirr’s animals from his shop forever. |
Krshia Silverfang
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“The tribes are fickle. But it is Krshia who asks, not them. I trust her.” |
Mrsha
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“Ambitious, though. Young Gnolls—yes, she’s still young enough to be ambitious! Of course, we help, but I’d rather roll around in ink than put little Mrsha in danger. Doombringer. We called her that and we’re city-born. Imagine what they’ll do?” |
Mrsha
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“Ambitious, though. Young Gnolls—yes, she’s still young enough to be ambitious! Of course, we help, but I’d rather roll around in ink than put little Mrsha in danger. Doombringer. We called her that and we’re city-born. Imagine what they’ll do?” |
Krshia Silverfang
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“Perhaps. They would not be cheap. But they love her too. As for a Human…well, they are older. Krshia is right in that one should go, especially if they have found another. Perhaps bring them back here?” |
Elirr Fultpar
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More nods as a cat teased the shy Wyvern, Jekle, who’d finally been left to wander the shop. The other two Gnolls eyed it, but Elirr could sense the young Wyvern’s emotions and the most the youngling felt was fear towards the evil cats. |
Elirr Fultpar
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Elirr pointed at the offending cat. |
Elirr Fultpar
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The cat gave Elirr a look. He turned and proceeded to try to—Elirr threw a crumpet at the animal and the cat grabbed it and fled. |
Elirr Fultpar
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The cat gave Elirr a look. He turned and proceeded to try to—Elirr threw a crumpet at the animal and the cat grabbed it and fled. |
Elirr Fultpar
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Ah, now. That was the question. The others looked at Elirr and his ears and tail drooped. He would have to visit. For a strange inversion had taken place. |
[Innkeeper]
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Waiting for the [Innkeeper] to wake up. |
The Wandering Inn
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The Wandering Inn held so few these days. And even if they slept there, many left as soon as they’d eaten, before they’d eaten. It was like an abandoned…inn… |
Kevin Hall
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Case in point. Kevin Hall woke up from the room in which he’d been sleeping at the urgent pounding on his door. He fell out of his chair, hit the ground, and heard the urgent voice. |
Kevin Hall
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“Mister Kevin? Mister Kevin—it’s a client!” |
Kevin Hall
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“Mister Kevin? Mister Kevin—it’s a client!” |
Kevin Hall
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“I’m just Kevin! Who—” |
Kevin Hall
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But Kevin already knew. The young man picked himself up; his chair was on the floor, and he rubbed at a bruise as he scrambled to his feet. |
Esthelm
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…In Esthelm. Selys had pushed for Liscor. Hedault wanted Invrisil. |
Selys Shivertail
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…In Esthelm. Selys had pushed for Liscor. Hedault wanted Invrisil. |
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