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Chapter 8.20
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Erin Solstice
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Like Erin. Until it happened…you didn’t understand what it was like to have the sky fall on you. |
Mrsha
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Mrsha slapped herself on the cheeks. She tried to cry. She pinched herself. She eventually got it to happen, because she was so angry at herself for not crying that she did. |
Erin Solstice
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Cry. Cry more! Like when Erin died. She tried. But in truth, all she felt was…numb. It was too much. The sadness, the loss—her heart couldn’t deal with it twice in such short succession, so it gave up. |
Ulvama
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She would have lain there, attacking herself for not grieving, but like last time, Ulvama would just have bothered her. So this time, Mrsha moved. She stumbled around, not having slept. However, the Goblin had taught her something. A second something. |
Mrsha
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She would have lain there, attacking herself for not grieving, but like last time, Ulvama would just have bothered her. So this time, Mrsha moved. She stumbled around, not having slept. However, the Goblin had taught her something. A second something. |
Helm
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The rest of the world, uncharitably less so. Word of the Helm of Fire’s recovery spread far and wide, not to mention what people were claiming might be an adamantium sword—or better—along with various treasures adventurers had carried from defeated undead. |
Noass
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The news was all Noass and Sir Relz interviewing adventurers. They struck a sympathetic tone towards the casualties, but the Drakes clearly considered the raid a success, all told. Adventurers died. |
Relz Hauscale
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The news was all Noass and Sir Relz interviewing adventurers. They struck a sympathetic tone towards the casualties, but the Drakes clearly considered the raid a success, all told. Adventurers died. |
Ishkr Silverfang
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It was the inn where those who knew the Horns mourned. However, amid the desolation, the bleak faces of Ishkr, Imani, Palt, Kevin, and the others— |
Imani
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It was the inn where those who knew the Horns mourned. However, amid the desolation, the bleak faces of Ishkr, Imani, Palt, Kevin, and the others— |
Palt Fenrisol
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It was the inn where those who knew the Horns mourned. However, amid the desolation, the bleak faces of Ishkr, Imani, Palt, Kevin, and the others— |
Kevin Hall
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It was the inn where those who knew the Horns mourned. However, amid the desolation, the bleak faces of Ishkr, Imani, Palt, Kevin, and the others— |
Mrsha
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There they were. The three Goblins ate, talked quietly, and got to work. Mrsha watched them. |
Rags
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Rags, the tiny thought-thief and [Chieftain] wearing armor, always looking down on people her height. |
[Chieftain]
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Rags, the tiny thought-thief and [Chieftain] wearing armor, always looking down on people her height. |
Rags
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Rags, the tiny thought-thief and [Chieftain] wearing armor, always looking down on people her height. |
Calescent
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Calescent, the portly Hob who smelled of good things and had the death-spice. |
Ulvama
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And of course, Ulvama, the evil, poking, greedy…[Shaman] who was sometimes nice. |
[Shaman]
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And of course, Ulvama, the evil, poking, greedy…[Shaman] who was sometimes nice. |
Numbtongue
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All of them walked and moved, not without care, but more like people walking in spite of a hole in their stomachs. They cut a contrast to Numbtongue. Mrsha understood that in some way, this was ‘Goblin’. |
Mrsha
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All of them walked and moved, not without care, but more like people walking in spite of a hole in their stomachs. They cut a contrast to Numbtongue. Mrsha understood that in some way, this was ‘Goblin’. |
Ulvama
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So what did Goblins do? Well, interestingly, it was Ulvama who did what Mrsha understood to be her job: she took care of people. |
Mrsha
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So what did Goblins do? Well, interestingly, it was Ulvama who did what Mrsha understood to be her job: she took care of people. |
Mrsha
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That meant making sure a certain pair of Drakes didn’t die from choking in their own vomit, among other things. As Mrsha woke up, she saw Ulvama adjusting the passed-out Drake who’d cried and drunk herself insensible. Selys. Joined by Drassi, who had also been emotionally destroyed by covering the battle. Ulvama, wrinkling her nose, kept prodding parts of the sewage and drying it up with the tip of her staff, turning it to scentless powder. |
Ulvama
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That meant making sure a certain pair of Drakes didn’t die from choking in their own vomit, among other things. As Mrsha woke up, she saw Ulvama adjusting the passed-out Drake who’d cried and drunk herself insensible. Selys. Joined by Drassi, who had also been emotionally destroyed by covering the battle. Ulvama, wrinkling her nose, kept prodding parts of the sewage and drying it up with the tip of her staff, turning it to scentless powder. |
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