Chapter 8.17 H
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Released on: April 13, 2021, 10:24 p.m.
Last edited: March 16, 2023, 6:24 p.m.
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Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| Ceria Springwalker | 164 |
| Mrsha | 126 |
| Yvlon Byres | 70 |
Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| [Prince] | 12 |
| [Spymaster] | 12 |
| [Strategist] | 10 |
Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| [Cat’s Eye Vision] | 1 |
| [Dangersense] | 1 |
| [Lesser Strength] | 1 |
Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| [Message] | 2 |
| [Scry] | 1 |
| [Spark] | 1 |
Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| Garden of Sanctuary | 9 |
| Invrisil | 8 |
| Liscor | 7 |
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| [Marksman] | A [Marksman] grimly set an arrow to a bow behind her. A half-Giant waited, leaning on his staff, armor gleaming on his shoulders. |
| Yvlon Byres | In her memory, Yvlon Byres waved her stick and shouted. |
| Yvlon Byres | Yvlon Byres was striding down the small incline. She began to run, to join the front. Adventurers passed next to her. A Selphid grinned as she hefted the flail, wearing a Raskghar’s body. A Minotaur nodded at her and she saw a younger woman, saluting him with her sword— |
| Yvlon Byres | The adventurers closed as the first volley of arrows and spells hit the undead. Then, they shouted, they screamed and howled challenges, oaths to defy death. Louder than the girl could have ever imagined, with a sincerity that made Yvlon’s skin chill. She lifted the sword as a burning skull swung towards her. |
| [Armsmistress] | The [Armsmistress] swung her sword and beheaded the undead. She ran into the first streets of the Village of the Dead. She turned as the first undead vanished before the charge and raised the speaking stone to her lips as she readied her sword, already cursing. |
| Village of the Dead | The [Armsmistress] swung her sword and beheaded the undead. She ran into the first streets of the Village of the Dead. She turned as the first undead vanished before the charge and raised the speaking stone to her lips as she readied her sword, already cursing. |
| Ceria Springwalker | “Silver and steel—Ceria, Pisces, team leaders, get ready for a fight! There are thousands!” |
| Pisces Jealnet | “Silver and steel—Ceria, Pisces, team leaders, get ready for a fight! There are thousands!” |
| Ceria Springwalker | Ceria groaned, pulling at her hair as she saw the arrivals crowding up, looking for places to settle, some greeting each other by name or introducing themselves—in the way of the others, by the by. Shouts, jovial greetings, and the scream of someone getting their foot run over filled the air about three miles away from the Village of the Dead. |
| Village of the Dead | Ceria groaned, pulling at her hair as she saw the arrivals crowding up, looking for places to settle, some greeting each other by name or introducing themselves—in the way of the others, by the by. Shouts, jovial greetings, and the scream of someone getting their foot run over filled the air about three miles away from the Village of the Dead. |
| Pisces Jealnet | Pisces winced at the high-pitched scream, but kept honing the edge of his rapier with a whetstone. He blew, inspected the edge, and sighed. |
| Ceria Springwalker | And unexpected. Ceria bit her lip. She counted at least two hundred adventurers, and more were still coming in. She had—hoped—for fifty. That would have been monumental, for what might well be a suicide-attack. |
| Ceria Springwalker | “Ceria! Pisces! Get down here and help out!” |
| Pisces Jealnet | “Ceria! Pisces! Get down here and help out!” |
| Pisces Jealnet | Pisces rose with a sigh. Ceria nudged him with an elbow. |
| Ceria Springwalker | Pisces rose with a sigh. Ceria nudged him with an elbow. |
| Ceria Springwalker | Ceria raised her foot, and decided that they didn’t need two broken bones before the battle, so she did not kick Pisces down the hill. His chatter was just a sign of nerves, anyways. If he got sincere—then she knew they were in trouble. |
| Pisces Jealnet | Ceria raised her foot, and decided that they didn’t need two broken bones before the battle, so she did not kick Pisces down the hill. His chatter was just a sign of nerves, anyways. If he got sincere—then she knew they were in trouble. |
| Yvlon Byres | Yvlon was looking around, as agitated as Ceria. An Antinium waved three arms behind her. |
| Ceria Springwalker | Yvlon was looking around, as agitated as Ceria. An Antinium waved three arms behind her. |
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