Chapter 8.20

Word count: 24449

Released on: May 2, 2021, 3:41 a.m.

Last edited: March 16, 2023, 6:24 p.m.

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Most mentioned character

133 mentions

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
Greysten	110
Rabbiteater	96
Tyrion Veltras	63

Most mentioned class

66 mentions

[Knight]

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
[Lord]	9
[Mage]	9
[Soldier]	6

Most mentioned skill

3 mentions

[Garden of Sanctuary]

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
[Berserker’s Rage]	1
[Enhanced Strength]	1
[Sense Heat]	1

Most mentioned spell

7 mentions

[Message]

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
[Scry]	5
[Ice Wall]	2
[Flashbang]	1

Most mentioned location

18 mentions

Ailendamus

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
Village of the Dead	13
Pheislant	11
Liscor	11

Mentions

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Name	Text
Erin Solstice	Like Erin. Until it happened…you didn’t understand what it was like to have the sky fall on you.
Mrsha	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	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	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	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	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	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	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	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 Okpara	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	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	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	There they were. The three Goblins ate, talked quietly, and got to work. Mrsha watched them.
Rags	Rags, the tiny thought-thief and [Chieftain] wearing armor, always looking down on people her height.
[Chieftain]	Rags, the tiny thought-thief and [Chieftain] wearing armor, always looking down on people her height.
Rags	Rags, the tiny thought-thief and [Chieftain] wearing armor, always looking down on people her height.
Calescent	Calescent, the portly Hob who smelled of good things and had the death-spice.
Ulvama	And of course, Ulvama, the evil, poking, greedy…[Shaman] who was sometimes nice.
[Shaman]	And of course, Ulvama, the evil, poking, greedy…[Shaman] who was sometimes nice.
Numbtongue	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’.

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